Plodding in the twilight Between brushwood and branches Evil eyes glows in the dusk Standing like a god and a master Came from the seven gates of arralu To destroy Christianity Away, away he goes... It is time to open the gates of salvation And let the ancient curse be a reality The soul turning inside out To blaze and ashes A thousand angels burning The malicious king shoots the black arrow into the Christian objector A thousand angels burning Creation of beauty darkness Ashes from the crucifix blows away Christianity is destroyed Christanity is defeated
