The Warrior
Holy fire inside of me
As the flow of water, as the skies above
Holy fire destroy evil, destroying its ways
Mercilessly burning all the works of Satan
Flame, fire
Satanic stench burning by prayer
A prayer is like a butcher's axe slicing the demonic spirits
co*ked circular saw that thirst of meat
The prayer warrior strides
On the dead bodies of his enemies
Intoxicated by the thirst of revenge
The sharp axe is in his mouth
The demons are hacked in spiritual battle
Heads with horns falls on different sides
The prayer of the butcher is working
The axe in his mouth is ready
A maniac in the service of God
Fear for the underworld
My victory is decided already
My God has decided it for me
I just walk on the dead bodies, my enemies
With prayer in mouth, as strong as an axe