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Riding proud and mighty

With the sign of evil

Confident in your ideals

Not knowing here you'll die

I will wait here for the christians coming

Preparing, eager for the bloodshed

Blood and cries, bones and tears

Every scream of pain I'll enjoy

I'm waiting for you, invader

In my land, you'll die

Come, come to me

This time your god will look the other way

Come, come to me

You will die in the land of no return

Your God nods from the cross

Enthusiast of your slaughter

You still hear your victims moans

Imploring for your pity

Tell me priest, say your name

Before I cut your head off

With your blood I will bathe

Christian you will die

Prayers of death

For the executioner god

Where all the corpses LIEEEEE

Flesh torn apart

On my sacred land

Unconquered, unbent

We stand