Falling Christendom
The time has come to bring us back to the throne
The wolves are ready to devour the legion sheep
The instinct of beast into the brave men
The vengeance will set us free from so much tyranny
Based on hypocrite fables and empty beliefs
Fighting for vengeance and honor
Christian blood drenches our cloth and face
Our sword sliding in their necks
Fierce violence desecrate the kingdom of lies
They must burn in the fires of own beliefs
Their heaven slowly becomes gray
Stormy winds bring a black silent smoke
Sending back to ashes the oldest Christian faith
Their empire of lies is slowly coming down
Hellfire burns the temples of illusions
From the dawn to nightfall
The hopeless cry of the falling Christendom
The sharp swords symphony
Resounding 'till the silence of Death
From the dawn to the nightfall
The hopeless cry of the falling Christendom
Upon the ashes of enemies defeat
Shines the torch of wisdom and liberty.
