作曲 : Älvestam, Johansson
We are the wopshippers of plague
Well hidden in shadows we dwell
For so long we have waited for darkness to come
For a cure against mankind
For a cure against the flocks of sheep
We are his scythe
And deep we will cut
For we are called by a darkness for a sinister crusade
Our most secret wish - to bring I'll into this world
Our most secret desire - for piles of flesh on fire
We stay concealed and unnamed