Bathory Blood Fire Death
Death's star on horizon
Lightning and rain
Black winds and thunder
The skyline is in flames
Written in the red mist
The sign of the one
Who rides death's cold wind
And walk disguised among
All you vagrant souls
Of profane disbeliefs
False prophets and deceivers
Shall swing from the trees
Soon the dawn shall arise
For all the oppressed to arm
A chariot of thunder shall be seen
And bronze horns shall sound the alarm
Fist will raise like hammers
To a cloudy black sky
Bonds and chains fall to the ground
Children of all slaves
Stand united and proud
All people of bondage shall triumph
And live by the sign of...
Blood Fire Death
The moment is chosen
The Battlefield is bare
Take now thy stand people
The true ones don't fear
Now choose your weapons
fall in the line
Choose well your colours
And follow your sign
Blood for all tears shed
And Fire for hate
Death for what shall become
All false ones' fate
The standard bearer is chosen
the day has just begun
Shadows growing long by the rising
Of the awakening sun
Fists raise like hammers
To a clear sunny sky
Bonds and chains fallen to the ground
Children of all slaves
united and proud
All people of bondage now triumph
Under the sign of...
Fire Death
Children of all slaves
Unite be proud
Rise out of darkness and pain
A chariot of thunder and gold
Will come loud
And a warrior of thunder and rain
With hair as white as snow
Hammer of steel
To set you free of your chains
And to lead you all
Where horses run free
And the souls of your ancient ones reign
