اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
When the Sun appears
Blood red on the horizon
When the ice-cold winds whisper
The names of the fallen pagans
When the steel of our weapons
Demand for blood
Armageddon
Revenge for millions of pagan souls
Armageddon
When the summer turns to winter
By our eternal wrath
Not before darkness
Swallows the daylight
And the earth is covered
With holy blood
Has our aim been achieved
Armageddon
