Company of heaven has sent us a chosen apostle



To the treasure of the damned



Blessing no longer be poured the mystical lord



Covered with rich headdress



He will proceed his way over the line



Furious as tiger



Once the tower rocked and cracked beneath its lash



Caught inextinguishable fire



Conqueror - Conqueror - Conqueror



The lord of host gave ear into his sing



Intolerable blackness helms him



Only the lightning from his hand that sits



When usurping tyrants fall



An unsullied maid baffles his seductions and his ire



Pines in the poison



Compassion is the vice of kings



Stamp down the wrelched weak



Conqueror - Conqueror - Conqueror



You are not of the slaves that perish



Pity them not



Tear down that lying spectre of centuries



Vices and virtues words



We'll hide in a smash of sorrow



You shall fear



Let your rites be rightly performed



With joy and beauty



Conqueror - Conqueror - Conqueror



Conqueror