Scheitan In Battle With Angels
My sword was lifted, as the first one came so delightful - so splendid to rape I cut her wide open, tore her heart My eyes they glimpsed, this was blackened art Riding forth, killing God I'm in battle with angels Riding forth, killing God I shall never surrender With my spear I killed the second and father God mourned as hell I watched him through the black diamond These pestilent disciples never had a chance The last one came forth but she truly was a fallen one She came to join my dark horde the bride of mine she was to become
