Strike!

Fast and hard, show no mercy for these men

The vermin of ChristProphets of lies and their disciples

Seek them out, hunt them down

Break their spirits, crush their hearts

Not even death will set them free from this pain

Charge!

Ride them down as they flee from our steel

Draw their blood, make them suffer

Before they die by war-field sacrifice

Wipe them out, burn their homes, burn their fields

Feed the wolves with their offspring

Annihilate them all

Masters of war

Torment every soul

Rape every whore

That carries the cross

Masters of war

Torment every soul

Rape every whore

That carries the cross

Fire!

Burn them all, burn them alive

Send their souls to Deathqueen′s hall

To the land of cold burning flames

Send them to the land of famine and disease

Eternally they will starve and freeze

Masters (masters)

Masters (masters)

Masters (masters)

Masters, masters

Masters of war