Destroy your enemies And see their women and children cry Put their heads on altars like a sign of victory Chorus: Troops of ghosts and millions of dead In recompense for his blood sacrifice Blood running free all around of the earth, Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide The mark is within in my mind and My soul and my weapon . . . desire to kill! Four winds of evil hear my call . . . Oh! I kill with power! In the night I turn to be a demon to defeat the God of love and his fucking heaven's dreams Satan the ruler of the land screams With his iron voice in hell The call of war is rising from the crypts . . . Obey his commands of wrath