Mortal remains of all men, crimson disorder, vultures peacefulness Crimsom disorder that see my brain Further than all the rest, unadorned Here lies the throne of god and his hopes And still this war, this war, death, death Forgotten live and forgotten pride You're the one to spread the total death Life's blood turn out to war Follow not the false howlers of Satan The cowards fall into the pool of Satan And vs war, kill death, total Burning the holy burning the good - glory to Satan You are the one that shall uproar - christian's lie You are the on that has a right to war - glory to Satan We'll make this war, this age to come - world for Satan, eternal Kill our brothers for a higher humanity Live death for a higher spirit You are the one that must kill on Still now my faith is growing, come, come Kill death ! Total ! Woe brutal ! War total !