Descendants from the sky Followers of the unholy will die With weapon in hand and fire in our eyes We’ll ride through hell to take their lives
Howl! their calling us to fight Baptized in fire and cleansed with holy might We are the Riders of Sacred storm The slayer of the wile wyrms
With the force of the holy flame We’ll kill in gods name With pure hatred for our foe We’ll strike a lethal blow
Our infernal battle cry We’ll fight until we die Marching we will lead the crusade Their blood will cleanse my blade
With a bloody triumph We’ll take their last breath Lying in pain we’ll wait for their death Through the end of time our fight goes on and on Through hell and back we'll carry on
We are warriors, stars in the night The army of darkness will burn in the light We summon the Spirit, the Hammer will rise The wicked will suffer, and beg for demise
With the force of the holy flame We’ll kill in gods name With pure hatred for our foe We’ll strike a lethal blow
Our infernal battle cry We’ll fight until we die Marching we will lead the crusade Their blood will cleanse my bladeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
