An army of vengeance invading from the sky
Hot wings of iron pierce into the night
Slaughtering the lost souls, the [bad word] of evil's womb
Their heathen ways have sealed their doom

Echoing across the distant skies
shout is heard, battle angels cry
You'll all fall on your knees, and hail to our god
Crawl on your knees, the slaughter is on

The battle is raging, attack formations set
Hot blood flows through the streets, their pact is kept
To rape and kill the martyr, who dwells within this shrine
They did not heed the warning signs

Descending from the clouds they hunt you still
Battle angels kill your force of will
You'll all fall on your knees, and hail to the our god
Crawl on your knees, the slaughter is on

Fall on your knees and hail to our god
Crawl on your knees, the slaughter is on
(repeat)