In the beginning of all time, when I was born
A shadow crawled all over me
The shadow, shadow of the northern son
Which filled me with darkness and majestic hatred
Join the darkness of the northern son
Belial
I stared onto the dark prince of evil,
Enwrapped in a black gown a great malignant shape
With a dark voice as cold as ice
My blood froze when I stared onto this prince of evil
Belial
Nowadays, thousands of years later I have become one with the darkness in
This mighty kingdom,
I obey Belial
He is the lord over all living creatures He shall rule for eternity
He is the master of masters
Belial