Текст песни Warhammer - Under The Wings Of The Cross
Warhammer - Under The Wings Of The Cross слова песни
A descent into the darkest realm of timeWhen cruelty was an abstract form of uglinessAccusations of sacrilege, the terror was realWhat fell over the land was hatred forced with steelThe servants of power unleashed tyrannyNo one to escape from the shield of hypocrisyFor decades the poor have been the defenselessSlaughter and mayhem under the wings of the crossExtremity in ways too savage to realizeIn rotten dungeons the screams seemed to vanishPerversion, monstrosity, undeserved sufferingHorrible ways to "discover" all heretic sinnersWhen twisted minds fulfill the spiral prophecyTo work hand in hand with death is efficiencyNo pity for any form of supplicationJust continuing acts of bestial eliminations("The Winter Of Our Discontent")