Pagan Age

People say my insanity has taken over me

And some people say I am a demon

I see reality through a different angle

I hear terrible screams and this amuses me

Your end is arriving

And our kingdom will be strong

Bodies burn when my wing spreads in the darkness

For each flap of the wing,

A son of the enemy dies

On behalf of my God.

The war is close. The true inquisition is arriving with chaos

For all those who follow the false God

Chambers of torture and pain are being prepared

By the name of church of God, may our enemies go down