Paroles de Power Of Thy Hammer

Torn chains of the closed crypt Terribly jingle of a midnight wind Night stretches her cold embraces Onto whole world This night I shall arise from the dead To create endless evil I hear the sinister wind Howling among the trees When I shall arise from the grave No one a new born christian Escapes Thy hammer of vengeance My soul will find tranquility When all the christians will burn in hell Then I'll rule the slaves In their eternal nightmare of non-existence By power of Thy iron hammer