LEND ME THY FURY TO RENDER MY ENEMIES TATTERED,
LEND ME THY STRENGTH TO BANISH SOUL FROM BODY,
LEND ME THY TALONS TO SINK INTO FLESH OF FOE AFTER FOE,
HEAR THIS BATTLE CRY AND ALLOW THE TORRENTS OF SCARLET TO SLAKE MY RAGE!

MAY THE VESSELS AND DUCTS AND SKIN BE RENT AND REMOVED,
LET ME EARN MY LEGEND THROUGH THE GLORY OF SLAYING COUNTLESS SOLDIERS MY EQUAL,
MAY THE DAGGERS OF MY TEETH DESCEND UPON AND SINK INTO THE FLESH OF MY FOES,
LET ME HONOR THEIR EXISTENCE BY RENDERING THEM SPENT!

LET THE SURGE OF MY AGGRESSION PIERCE ANY DEFENSES AND SINK INTO THE VULNERABLE BELLIES OF THOSE WHO ARE DESTINED TO FALL BY MY BLADE!
LET THE RIVER STYX OVERFLOW WITH THOSE I HAVE FELLED, AND LET THEIR GROANS OF SORROW BE HEARD IN EVERY REALM!
LET MY BARE FISTS CATCH ABLAZE FROM MY PASSION FOR BATTLE, AND MAY MY BARE SKIN BECOME IMPENETRABLE ARMOR!

I PRAISE THEE, O ASTAROTH! HEAR THIS PRAYER, O ASTAROTH, AND LET ME HARNESS THE TIDE OF THE BATTLE TO COME!