Текст (слова) песни: Warhammer - Under The Wings Of The Cross
A descent into the darkest realm of time When cruelty was an abstract form of ugliness Accusations of sacrilege, the terror was real What fell over the land was hatred forced with steel
The servants of power unleashed tyranny No one to escape from the shield of hypocrisy For decades the poor have been the defenseless Slaughter and mayhem under the wings of the cross
Extremity in ways too savage to realize In rotten dungeons the screams seemed to vanish Perversion, monstrosity, undeserved suffering Horrible ways to "discover" all heretic sinners
When twisted minds fulfill the spiral prophecy To work hand in hand with death is efficiency No pity for any form of supplication Just continuing acts of bestial eliminations ("The Winter Of Our Discontent")
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