Fratres Militae Satanae Lyrics


Wrath!

We'll reap his pain, his sufferin

We're

On his flesh we'll put arms of fire

Fear!

With its mantle now cares us

Hell!

We're dwelling with its great inspire

Hell fortress- our lullaby

We're procreated in its abyss

For the ruin of elohim

His son's torment-our pleasure

Banners od death are unfolded

Where our swords greeted humans

Brotherhood of Satan's army

From the mother-hell arisen

Where our flames flies up in heavens

All cathedrals turn to ashes

At the fields of our procession

Soil in wormly satisfaction

The world is a christian fueral pyre

Corded by our blackest will & desire!!!