[Whispered voice of the old man:]
In the shadows of forgotten times… he waits.
[Choral Latin chant:]
“Lux tenebris, Dominus malorum, adveni…”
[Verse 1:]
From the ashes of old despair,
A whisper through the stagnant air.
Eyes like coals that never die,
He walks among the living, hidden in the sky.
[Chorus: choir, slow and haunting):]
Ad infernum, rex lucis obscurae, regna tua redibunt.
Verse 2:
I have seen the world bend and break,
Felt the cold touch of his wake.
In the night, his shadow grows,
The old tale warns, the old tale knows.
[Outro: spoken by old man, echoing):]
Mark my words… one day he will rise. And the world will tremble. --- He is here! AVE SATANAS!
[Really satanic low and slow laughter]