Bury The Lambs Of Christ

Bury the Lambs of Christ
The call for war
Hear the pure sound of the horns
Voices, bright and clear,
Loud and warm
They call for a battle
Against christianity
They call for a fight
For your gods
Father Odhinn,
Hold your hands right over me
Send me your ravens
Guard my soul

Black Messiah - that's what I call you
Christianity - the darkness for us all
The sign of the cross - symbol of the damned
Let me be free - for my fate I'm proud to die
The retaliation
Of the Northmen will fulfill
The grand vision
I have had
By the old oak
A bloodoath I gave
To bury the lambs
Of christ
So let the horns call
For the final war
Until the end
I will fight