Blood streams in a dream A dream of the christ's defeat The dark horde have conquered The christians burn in fire below the fullmoon shining in a cold winternight The christians certain death Our time is here A bestial bloodwar We chase the christians as the mighty wolf of the deep forest Chase and drown their victims in blood We chop them to pieces with swords tempered in blood We let the blood flow to the ground In the night can we hear the raven sing its song about the certain fall of christians We kneel and worship our master and pay the homage to the eternal night
