In nocturnal rapture* The armies gather Drunk on blood And crushed paraphernalia Severed christian heads Dangle from clenched fists Our war cry echoes Down the valley of the damned Rise master To thine glory we pledge our allegiance Thy kingdom we enforce Upon the midget souls Weak and fading rulers Tumble in our storm Bones shatter As we ride towards the sunset We impale the clerics On poles of pure evil In ecstasy we rejoice And eat the brains of the saviour's slaves Death on horseback Aligned with war, hatred and pestilence Satan smiles and opens his jaw To swallow the usurpers of heaven