A black wind of pain is cleansing the land
Crushing the sons of the prophet
As tolerance has failed
Fell no remorse, feel no regrets
Four children to live their blood must be shed
Invoke the true name of God (Shemhamforash)
Reclaim these once free and mighty lands
The spells of the temple bring doom to their halls
Their empire is dying, their c**ture will fall
Never yield! Never lay down your sword!
Drive your spears through the heart
Of the Saracen hordes
The oath has been sworn
Three spells will be cast
For Katholick Magick and metal will last
Invoking the sigil of
Saint Michael the Warrior
Protector of Europe
The first spell has been cast
Invoking the sigil of Saint Andrew, the Martyr
Defender of Europe
The second spell has been cast
Invoking the sigil of Saint Mary, the Virgin
Mother of Europe
The third spell has been cast
Crushing the sons of the prophet
As tolerance has failed
Fell no remorse, feel no regrets
Four children to live their blood must be shed
Invoke the true name of God (Shemhamforash)
Reclaim these once free and mighty lands
The spells of the temple bring doom to their halls
Their empire is dying, their c**ture will fall
Never yield! Never lay down your sword!
Drive your spears through the heart
Of the Saracen hordes
The oath has been sworn
Three spells will be cast
For Katholick Magick and metal will last
Invoking the sigil of
Saint Michael the Warrior
Protector of Europe
The first spell has been cast
Invoking the sigil of Saint Andrew, the Martyr
Defender of Europe
The second spell has been cast
Invoking the sigil of Saint Mary, the Virgin
Mother of Europe
The third spell has been cast