We're seeking for believers
This plaque is everywhere
We're burning down their churches
Draw the cross - don't dare !!!
We are your judge, your master
The last ones you will see
We obliterate your obedience
To banish christianity
We find every hidden place
We defend our human race
Refresh us at your screams
With pleasure - as it seems
Its time to run away
Its better to start to pray
Maybe your're heard by your lord
Senseless - attack of the black horde
We're raging every victim
Burn you into a funeral pine
Nail you at your holy cross
The baphomet is our sign
We torment every insane christ
Until you're convinced or deceased
We're cleaning the world from the waste
Disappear to hell and the world's released
No time to run away
Too late to start to pray
Shurely it's seen by your lord
The victory of the black horde
No time to run away
Too late to start to pray
Shurely it's seen by your lord
The victory of the black horde