Straight out of hell

We heard the speech of wisdom

Looked into the crystal ball

Two kinds of destination

The strong will stand and the weak will fall

When the last walls are crumbling down

To live is to die

Straight out of Hell

Come the Masters of Hate

Straight out of Hell

They want to rule our Fate

As they set the World on Fire, Mankind´s forced to fight

To resist their bad Desire and we´re claiming our right !!!

Armies march like thunder

Prayers of poverty

"Cleanse our souls in fire"

The final prophecy

The hordes begin to storm our walls

But we will survive

Straight out of Hell

Come the Masters of Hate

Straight out of Hell

They want to rule our Fate

As they set the World on Fire, Mankind´s forced to fight

To resist their bad Desire and we´re claiming our right !!!

Are we few? Are we weak?

Will we die?