In the Shadow of the Inverted Krucifix

A veil of darkness covers my memories
All is forgotten what once was
Thoughts stray helpless through my head
The past is put out and forgotten
Was there someone whom I have served
Was there a god
I do not know it anymore
In the sleep of death many
Figures appears to me
Creatures with white shirts
And two wings on the backside
They are speaking about immortality
But they do not radiate confidence
Also other creatures come
Not beautiful to look
But the promise me power
Over many figures
Lovely they speak to me
I cannot weir me
Now I am sitting here on my
Throne of frost
Besides me two infernal dogs
I have only prince of hell above me
A nation of servants is only for me
The hate deep inside of me is
Turning into my body
Lead from the hate are my orders
My hordes are waiting for it
To break out from the gates of hell
To kidnap new souls for me
The count of hell
Sitting in the shadow of the inverted crucifix