On a night of the fullmoon A blood-pact we all signed To fall upon the monastery With violence in our minds Invading their holy temple The enemy is at hand Arisen from a slumber We attack them while unmanned
We strike them down with sharpened blades And whip their flesh till it bleeds We leave their dismembered corpses around As a message to take heed
Kill them all on sight By painful means they'll die For we must keep this planet clean Of the Christian disease
