As one rope loosens, another then tightens Far too long we've been strangled and tied This sick circle of shame must now finally break So that honour may again walk by our side
Roamers of the path of many paths Now the hour has come for us to act With inhuman hatred and intensity To ram down the monoliths of fallacy
At the mass grave of religions man's triumphant age begins The heartblood of these tyrants will wash us clean of sin We'll stand among the victors through this colossal war The sight of moving mountains is what we are here for
The ethics and laws that we deeply abhor Have left mere rust and rot in their wake So each such child of the holiest of lies Together with their fathers shall be slain
The storm of rebellion will never calm down In the raging hearts of the truly devout So hold not a moment more thy fury back For swords are made to cut and daggers to stab At the mass grave of religions man's triumphant age begins The heartblood of these tyrants will wash us clean of sin We'll stand among the victors through this colossal war The sight of moving mountains is what we are here for
Enthralling is the scent of burning shrines And the sound of crumbling hierarchies As after this disgraceful time The true nature in us can once again breathe
May lips wet with blood to the world now proclaim: At last the Beast if free and, verily, so shall remain!
In the chanting winds of this glorious black night We hold the scalps of the crushed rulers high Without swaying a hammer or piling any stones Where once their towers stood we raise our own
At the mass grave of religions man's triumphant age begins The heartblood of these tyrants will wash us clean of sin We'll stand among the victors through this colossal war The sight of moving mountains is what we are here for
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Roamers of the path of many paths Now the hour has come for us to act With inhuman hatred and intensity To ram down the monoliths of fallacy
At the mass grave of religions man's triumphant age begins The heartblood of these tyrants will wash us clean of sin We'll stand among the victors through this colossal war The sight of moving mountains is what we are here for
The ethics and laws that we deeply abhor Have left mere rust and rot in their wake So each such child of the holiest of lies Together with their fathers shall be slain
The storm of rebellion will never calm down In the raging hearts of the truly devout So hold not a moment more thy fury back For swords are made to cut and daggers to stab At the mass grave of religions man's triumphant age begins The heartblood of these tyrants will wash us clean of sin We'll stand among the victors through this colossal war The sight of moving mountains is what we are here for
Enthralling is the scent of burning shrines And the sound of crumbling hierarchies As after this disgraceful time The true nature in us can once again breathe
May lips wet with blood to the world now proclaim: At last the Beast if free and, verily, so shall remain!
In the chanting winds of this glorious black night We hold the scalps of the crushed rulers high Without swaying a hammer or piling any stones Where once their towers stood we raise our own
At the mass grave of religions man's triumphant age begins The heartblood of these tyrants will wash us clean of sin We'll stand among the victors through this colossal war The sight of moving mountains is what we are here for
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