In oblivion pits and dungeons they've thrown our brothers dear  Lord satan's fostering vengeance day of wrath draws near  Thin grew our hordes of hades turned back the winds of fate  The phoney lord's crusaders were judging by the blade  The kill-horny inquisitors released their edicts new  All their stakes unoccupied they needed some flesh to chew  In woods and throughout the cities their hunts intensified  Selecting by the edicts some pastor once had lied    Chorus:  So i bow my head and supplicate  Lord satan bless our war  Give strenght our soul and maculate  Thy peace we shall restore    Oh sword and axe our servants their blood shall suit your blades  Do let it splash like torrents translate to them our hate  Legions of darkness rise and slaughter in our wake  The ones who did despice the stalwart of our faith    Chorus:    Thy peace we shall restore!    Lead:    Rulers of the world and church  What you hunted now your curse  The joke you've layed on humanity  Shall be worn by you eternally