Masters of War
Strike!Fast and hard, show no mercy for these menThe vermin of Christ, prophets of lies and their disciplesSeek them out, hunt them downBreak their spirits, crush their heartsNot even death will set them free from this pain
Charge!Ride them down as they flee from our steelDraw their blood, make them sufferBefore they die by war-field sacrificeWipe them out! Burn their homes and fieldsFeed the wolves with their offspring, annihilate them all!
Masters of war, torment every soulRape every whore that carries the cross
Fire!Burn them all, burn them aliveSend their souls to Death-queen's hallTo the land of cold burning flamesSend them to the land of famine and despairEternally they will starve and freeze