Flaming Sword

Flaming storms
Gloomy clouds
Fury of the furies
Now its time to fight
To wreck the temples of lies
To burn the churches
To break the cross
To crash the () christ

Shadow is seven
Shadow of the end
Coming of the spirit of eternal death
If we die we'll rise from the dead
For the death comes not for us
His claws shatter chains
To damn him to defile his trivial life

Frosty shadow drifts on earth
Turns the light into blackness
Turns the life into death

Bodies of angels lie on the ground
They are slain, they drown in pain
Air mixed with the blood
And I hear the laughter
We celebrate the death of christian god