Wolf of Christendom
In the battle of challenge a song cries and dies

For those who hear this, wake up and rise

For words shall be whispered and books may be burned

In heaven nor earth shall god's wound be nursed



We give unto fathers, and praised be thy god

For thy is the kingdom, reserved and believe behold



To this is the gift that has fallen on thee

Surrender to the armies and give way to the past

The soldiers with crusades protected with swords

For hell is for thee and yield sword is thy breaze



In the battle of challenge christ cries and dies

For those who hear this, wake up and rise

The gospel overthrown and the holy bible burned

In hell shall god's wound be cursed and nursed



We envoke our forefathers, and praise the ungods

For thy kingdom is lost, destroyed in eternity

There is no god...