Pilgrim with a walking stick Surrounded by snakes, Death is your name Plague and anger, Mower of life, Without a face, without mercy, Wandering
The wind of purification goes along with you, The last ancient sower of destruction,
the breath of lepers waiting for penance, soulless mothers, killing their children, graves waiting for their bodies,
Your funeral march among Burned cities and villages, The pale moon heats dead bodies, Painful creatures Cursing your merciful savior, You pilgrim who became the conquest icon Glory to You
The kingdom at your feet drowned in rivers of cruelty, upheavals madmen, followers of the old man who sits and looks in his golden throne for your fall
Angels without wings, they distort their faces in contempt, condemned forever, pilgrim with a snake stick gives you a battle sign, protect yourself and festering hearts,
Gates to the realm of nothingness, Standing open, Warriors in shackles waiting for their fate,
Judgment of a wise Man without a face, Torches in the hands of demons, Master of the black plague, A serpent rulerTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.