Death By Impalement -

Marching troops fed with lies

Conquer in heart poles will rise

Driven by hate, raping the land

Skyline is burning, they will dance in Satan’s hand

In moonlight’s glaze slaughter goes on

Through the fire bodies are drawn

Great lord of blood awaits them all

On the fields of death they will crawls

Death by impalement — Molested bodies on poles hang high

Death by impalement — Slowly in pain they all shall die

Dark in mind, possessed by bestial lust

Let the hunt begin, in malignant death he trust

Hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of poles

Impale all the enemy and take away their soul

Screams of auguish in the light of the full moon

Dark lord of blood, exterminate every platoon

You can run but you can not hide

He will find you and send you on your final ride

Death by impalement — Molested bodies on poles hang high

Death by impalement — Slowly in pain they all shall die

Quem ego bibo sanguine tuo

Quem ego bibo sanguine tuo

Throughout the misty fields of thousand corpses

Reeking stench of death infront of the fortress

Night turns into day, the have all been slain

One by one the dept in blood has been paid

The count is done and returns to the shadows

More lives will be given to the poles that he knows

Death by impalement — Molested bodies on poles hang high

Death by impalement — Slowly in pain they all shall die