Slaying the resistance, no prisoners we take
Counting the deaths and retaliate
The crown of Bohemia place on his head
The usurper's hex his symbol of death
The arrival of the butcher of Prague sets the tone
Entangled in bloodlust
Entangled in doom
The Hangmen of Prague der Reichsprotektor
Mercilessly wipe out the Czech vermin
Suffocate inhale death's breath
The cursed Crown of Saint Wenceslas
A boundless fear is churning now
Execration after death
Shrapnel splinters tore his chin,
Bullets flew and scourged my skin
The seventh day had just begun
And soon the usurper will die
The world is just a barrel-organ which the Lord God turns Himself
We all have to dance to the tune, which is already on the drum
I am gazing down upon myself
A wreck of comatose flesh
Plunged into an abyss filled with thickening darkness and no promised light
Screams sound like music when he crushed the SA
The falsetto blond beast became the butcher of Prague
Christened as The Man with the Iron Heart
But he wasn't victorious after all...
Suffocate inhale death's breath
The cursed Crown of Saint Wenceslas
A boundless fear is churning now
Execration after death
Shrapnel splinters tore his chin,
Bullets flew and scourged my skin
The seventh day had just begun
And the usurper hath died
I am gazing down upon myself
A wreck of comatose flesh
Plunged into an abyss filled with thickening darkness and no promised light
The curse of Saint Wenceslas swirled around me with commanding strength
In hell
I face all the resentful souls who hath died my my hand
Slaying the resistance, no prisoners we take
Counting the deaths and retaliate
The crown of Bohemia place on his head
The usurper's hex his symbol of death
