Bloodstained hands, devoid of redemptionIn the name of the faith, in the name of forceYou raise the banner of nothing lessThan unrestrained hate - unjustified - your faith is hate...Culture on cultureTribe is turned on tribeWill you rise up from the ashesAnd cross the great divide?You would kill your brotherYou'd give up everythingJust to become holyTo your god you mean nothingOn black wings we rise againThe call to arms to break their neckPhoenix rise to take revengeSet the fire throughout the landOn black wings we rise againThe time has come to make amendsValkyries come and clear the land of souls struck down in the desert sandsBloodstained hands, devoid of redemptionIn the name of faith, in the name of forceYou raise the banner of nothing lessThan unrestrained hate - unjustified - your faith is hate...
