There's no escape. They deserve to perish Pain and torture will open the gates of mass delirium Strike all the cowards to the ground, their cursed souls shall never rest Let my wrath spread upon the infidels so eager to murder their king
The impure blood that will flow from their wounds Will never be enough to quench my thirst or avenge this insult Make them suffer! Make them pay! Souls will plunge into decay Death by torture! The tormented souls shall be lost in eternal fire
Burn! The harbingers of death shall be the Birds of Sulphur.
Faithless! Unholy Forest Dwellers! I will have your bodies charred in the flames of this world Perun has prepared your stake... eternal
Heralds of fire Open the gate to the underworld Redemption will come from the sky
The harbingers of death shall be the Birds of Sulphur. burn!
Attac ! Hunt them down! Hack, chop, dismember! No cell, no prisoner Burn Iskorosten, burn Redeeming fire! They will pay with ashes The Birds of Sulphur shall cleanse our lands of all their sins Purification through flames. Unleash you fury! Be the heralds of fire and make Iskorosten burn Spread my wrath
Redeeming fire will fall from the sky Fire will fall from the skyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
