The Death Of Enemies

In the midst of a bloody battle
The blood of which he despises us
Flows in my sword
Cries of torment, die
Before our power they bow
Your God here perished

Snakes come up
Wolves howl
The fall of the tyrant
The battle against the damned hypocrisy

War Wrecks
The Death of Enemies
Blood
The profane empire now reigns

A battle surrounded by hatred and blood
Warriors march for the war

The hope of the weak is only death
The infernal flames light their bodies

On this battlefield there is no forgiveness
Here is the realm of death and destruction

Against all the damned principles, go against all the deity
Destroy all created lie, truth will arise
A nest of snakes called religion
Devour the whole truth and spit lies
Pigs spit in your head
You become a slave

In the midst of a bloody battle, the blood of which he despises us, flows in my sword

Cries of torment, die, before our power they bow, your God here perished

(Pig!)
Damn here they will not stand a chance
You die on the sword
The snake will release flames on their bodies
Demons reign
Chaos is before you

In the midst of a bloody battle
The blood of which he despises us
Flows in my sword

Cries of torment, die
Before our power they bow
Your God here perished
They have fallen before our power
The enemies will never defeat us