Beneath the shadow of thy throne still may we dwell secure

Suffering is thine arm alone and our defense is sure

A thousand ages in my sight are like an evening gone

I am the one who ends your life before the rising sun

My word commands your flesh to dust:"Return, ye sons of men!"

Immortals rose from earth at first and my blood will live again

Beneath the shadow of my throne still may we dwell secure

Suffering is thine arm alone and our defense is sure.

A thousand ages in my sight are like an evening gone

Behold my cathedral of death, see my forest of flesh

Taste the blood of the enemies, the enemies of Vlad

I eat their broken eyes, I curse their gasped pray

Allah's war is lost today

Dark Seraphim, Slayer of Jihad

Death in Carpathia, the massacre is done

Face the flesh horizon, destructor, misantrophe

The corpses of the impaled Turks penetrate your hopes

No Sultan no, don't go away

No Sultan no, your judge is just on its way

You shall die before the rising sun

My word commands your flesh to dust:"Return, ye sons of men!"

Immortals rose from earth at first and my blood will live again

A thousand ages in my sight are like an evening gone

I am the one who ends your life before the wanking nuns