The Warrior

The Warrior

Holy fire inside of me
As the flow of water, as the skies above
Holy fire destroy evil, destroying its ways
Mercilessly burning all the works of Satan.

Flame, fire,
Satanic stench burning by prayer.

A prayer is like a butcher's axe slicing the demonic spirits
Cocked circular saw that thirst of meat.
The prayer warrior strides
On the dead bodies of his enemies,
Intoxicated by the thirst of revenge,
The sharp axe is in his mouth.
The demons are hacked in spiritual battle,
Heads with horns falls on different sides,
The prayer of the butcher is working,
The axe in his mouth is ready,
A maniac in the service of God -
Fear for the underworld.

My victory is decided already,
My God has decided it for me,
I just walk on the dead bodies, my enemies,
With prayer in mouth, as strong as an axe.