When hell calls your name There's no way back And the burning slaves And the burning holy Will be seen from afar As the new risen throne (star) And when the fires have burned Beholding the seas of ashes And roll the (ir) blooded flesh On holy areas now cold And dead And flowers smell of black Now emperor of no light And pain For the eternal slaves The envy of losers so indeed upon losers themselves And destruction upon the holy man Who hails a jew* Join us We are (the) future now Be desecration master Be the hammer The hammer