Testo di Wallachian Visions

Beyond this grim landscape Where all warriors have died A place full of graves Stones cover of blood Swords and axes tainted of black Raging to the sky As we perform ou march Under our banner I face this macabre sunset Symbol of rebirth Without brother of crusade A neverending war For eternity I will worship The gods of war And into the battlfield I will kill muslims I am the destroyer of goodness At any move there's only dust I am the hunter of weakness Raper of gothics on their tombs Cutting-off the head of god Kiling is my life through hate Roaming beyond the dark Servant of nebular night All around my land we Can see his limits A thousand of infidels Impaled is there Visions of blood flowing Make me hungry The only thought I have Is to see them die