An army of vengeance invading from the sky Hot wings of iron pierce into the night Slaughtering the lost souls, the fruit of evil's womb Their heathen ways have sealed their doom
Echoing across the distant skies A 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)