Slithering from the southnLike venomous snakenCarrying poison to our pagan landsnA herald of a degenerate faithnnThe runes are carved,nThe swords are sharpenednWe are eager to spill your bloodnThe runes are carved,nThe swords are sharpenednUnder the cloak of night we'll comennPater noster, qui es in caelis,nSanctificetur nomen tuum.nAdventat regnun tuum.nFiat voluntas tua.nSicut in caelo et in terra.nnWe oppose the rule of your god,nWe tread upon the cross of slavery,nWe rejoice when your temples burn;nEternally we hail the one-eyes godnnSent by the greed of ClotairenTo deceive the pagans of GhentnUsing trickery and foul deceitnTo lure them into spiritual slaverynnThe runes are carved,nThe swords are sharpenednWe are eager to spill your bloodnThe runes are carved,nThe swords are sharpenednUnder the cloak of night we'll comennSmash down our holy idolsnCut down our sacred oaksnThe voice of our gods sounds eternallynDestined to outlive your poor wretched lies
Amandus
Theudho
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