Текст песни Odor Mortis - Под тараном легионов

Primordial Darkness Boss
It dissolves the abyss of Hell,
Watching a rapture,
How is decided by a blood feud.

The club ashes of fear,
Hate Perfume Black
Took out knives to slaughter,
Find the way to freedom.

Hordes of demons rejoice,
Seeing the horror of the lambs of God,
When the sky is torn curtains
Under the battering ram of the legions.

The rebels tyrants Hell
Disemboweled Christ's flock.
Temples scattered in a frenzy
Fangs tear the flesh of the living.

Already hit the gate of heaven
Black Hammer of the Underworld.
Perish in the throes of the holy whore,
Breed bastard.

World absorb Chaos the Abyss.
Will Beast in great glory.
Sheep blood sacrifice of Christ
He sprinkled on the altar of the prophets.

Rejoice on the throne of the Night
Defiant Spirit of Freedom!
The world purified of filth
Meet the morning of the New Age!