Expansion of the Church - Maniac Butcher

Free land, free people

Don’t except the beginning of the period of the cross

Invasion of unknown priest from the South

With strange sign of death on the cross

Bearers of the light of knowledge

The goodness on tongues, lies in the hearts

Missions — expansion of the religion

The cross took the edge of barbarian sword

Damnation of old symbols

The trust in a new prophet

Formerly worshipped heroes

Are thrown down to Hell

Humility of baptized people

The last doubt was died away

The replacement of the old cult

By Latin devotion

Obedient to Master lambs

Deprived of their own thoughts

Chained dark shadows

Waiting for their salvation

From the barbarian to the christian

From the master to the slave

And from the hunter

To the baited game

Centuries only in ascetism

Utterly changed the most of people

But still in that filth

The infidels lived

The hidden idea of revenge

For the ruination of people’s mind

Lives in the heart of enemy

Of the false messiah

Now here is the right time for the opening of eyes

For the rousing from lethargy

For the taking of the weapon

And for the ejection of Vatican’s serpents

From the christian to pagan

From the slave to the master

Menace and fear

For the enemies

The new master has sat on the dark throne

Strenght — freedom — the weapon for people

He will turn Christ’s churchs into dust

So, Holy Church, dread his revenge !