Da Den Kristne Satte Livet Til (en inglés)

Da Den Kristne Satte Livet Til
When The Christian Lost His Life
My soul did glow
And my mind did yearn
To get hold of a Christian f***
In the cold darkness I waited with the wind
It howled as if possessed by the devil

I waited
Ahh, I waited!
Time seemed eternal
But finally I got sight of a poor one
I raised my clenched fist
And screamed
Weak Christian!
Die tonight!
I shall tear your soul apart!
You will feel the poor I was granted from darkness!
Your time has come!
So has your faith's time...
...so has your faith
Pray for mercy you pitiful f***
And my laughter shall once again resound
Loud in the cold of the night
Where frost will freeze your last...
Tear...
Weak Christian!
You died tonight!
With a might blow I cracked your skull
A bloody slaughter
From which voices will forever resound in the Kingdom of darkness