In the gothic splendor of the chapel of St. Menceslaus 

Golden door with seven locks 

Seven keys within your hand 

Ancient crown of Behemia placed upon your head 

Sharpening your spears 

The hangman's disciple, vomiting forth death 

Murderous power, radiate hate, harbinger of suffering 

The malignance of maledomance rises beyond benevolence 

Smite your foes that they may die 

Splattering blood across the sky 

Architect of genocide, by death taking pride 

Thousand-eyed angel of death, armed with flaming sword 

Spread your wings, let the killing begin 

Morning red, morning red shines us to soon be dead 

Retaliating from beyond, killing, blood spilling 

Wade through carnage 

Seas of blood 

Seas of blood 

Morning red 

Seas of blood 

In the gothic splendor of the chapel of St. Menceslaus 

Golden door with seven locks 

Seven keys within your hand 

Smite your foes that they may die 

Splattering blood across the sky 

Architect of genocide, by death taking pride 

Hangmen also die 

Morning red, morning red shines us to soon be dead 

Retaliating from beyond, killing, blood spilling 

Wade through carnage 

Seas of blood 

Seas of blood 

Seas of blood 

Seas of blood