My victims will be the sacrifice For the blood of the martyrs I am the slayer of souls in the name of the cross
My night is the darkest of nights Angel full of anger Heretics or heroes no matter, by my sword they will fall
All the blood that has been spilled over the head of the saints Each thorn from his crown will pass through the heart of the innocent The tears of the virgin will be washed with the pain of their children And the spirit white bird fly over the mountains of pain
Fly as the angel who's cavalry's name is black death Full desolation will cover your life and your quest The sins of the liar with the power of his golden throne The keeper of fire the symbol of their god and his son
Remember the fall of the angel Heretics, each one eats from his hand Over his land
Pain and his root spreads the seeds of damnation Rising from the ashes of their sins Vengeance will consume the heart of this man Gold diggers, the demons from the temple Unfaithful is the light of the church
Living in hell Hunting and killing on command, for the needs of these libertines The toll to pay is the blood of the martyrs And salvation of the souls in my hands Abominations of witchery are the charges Everything to calm the fears of the priest
Killing in the name of the trinity Hunting pagans, enemies of their god Magic and other rites of blasphemy Satan worshipers, the chalice of blood
Die, die Lie, lie Die, beast Cry, cry
At dawn my eyes look to the horizon Nails in my heart for the blood of that night Covered in black by the church and its power Giver of pain, for which god do I fight?
Die, die Lie, lie Die, beast Cry, cry
To Christ I will pay a tribute and become the assassin of pure men Loyal to the pope and the priests of the king of the reign of liars In the name of the father, the blood of the sun and the fall of the spirit And the slave, became the sword of the keeper of fireTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
