| Lyrics: | Soldiers of fortune,
kings of Hades,
in our quest for power unite,
black
messiahs,
devastation angels,
gird our loins -
prepare to fight:
With
weapons drawn in anger,
at last we stand our ground,
crusaders of damnation,
in death
our purpose is found at last.
Charge!
We're cleansing the world
with
destruction and war,
fear for your life when we knock at your door,
there will
be no salvation,
just death and starvation,
and Earth shall be Hell
evermore.
Hark! The fallen Angels sing:
"Glory to Satan our King,
the Holy
Church we thus defied,
the usurper crucified."
Prayer shall offer no
protection,
from the swords of Blasphemy,
holy altars rent asunder,
in our deeds -
priests their destruction see:
The fear that dwells within them,
at the wrath of
Satan's hoard,
grows and fills their hearts with terror,
those who live by prayer - die by
the sword.
We're cleansing the world with
destruction and war,
fear for your
life when we knock at your door,
there will be no salvation,
just death and
starvation,
and Earth shall be Hell evermore.
Hark! The fallen Angels
sing:
"Glory to Satan our King,
the Holy Church we thus defied,
the usurper
crucified."
Dark formations fly above us,
ghastly are the Lords of Hell,
who
proudly storm the gates of heaven,
from which their noble masters fell ...
Soldiers
of fortune,
kings of Hades,
in our quest for power unite,
black
messiahs,
devastation angels,
gird our loins -
prepare to fight:
With
weapons drawn in anger,
at last we stand our ground,
crusaders of damnation,
in death
our purpose is found at last.
Charge!
We're cleansing the world
with
destruction and war,
fear for your life when we knock at your door,
there will
be no salvation,
just death and starvation,
and Earth shall be Hell
evermore.
Hark! The fallen Angels sing:
"Glory to Satan our King,
the Holy
Church we thus defied,
the usurper crucified |
