Wind Like Stroke

Fort terrois imparata
 Terra mortes est sembrata
 Demonorum generatjo
 Romanorum contestatio
 From east came storms leading fire and iron
 By grim demons gathered all as worms
 Track the trails and find the place to environ
 Breaking through winds on their way to Rome
 To the city, source of evil vices
 Everybody calling it their home
 In the time when it grows and rises
 A rush is coming provoking its fall
 In the air
 Everywhere
 In despair
 Gust that blows out
 In the breeze
 The disease
 Breaking out
 Flying about
 Riding horses
 They have blood thirst
 Firing grasses
 On their way
 Blaming crosses
 They slay, they burst
 In black masses
 They are the god's enemies
 
 They are the god's enemies
 They are satan's breed
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 While their preys run
 They dash over frays and nuns
 Attila the Hun
 Barbarian trail of blazes following the sun
 Attila the Hun
 Is bad seed, and devil cruel son
 The bad deed is done
 For all people is fleeing and can hold on no one
 In the air
 Everywhere
 In despair
 Gust that blows out
 In the breeze
 The disease
 Breaking out
 Flying about
 Riding horses
 They have blood thirst
 Firing grasses
 On their way
 Blaming crosses
 They slay, they burst
 In black masses
 They are the god's enemies
 
 They are the god's enemies
 They are satan's breed
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 Ave Rex!
 Honores!
 Mortis vox!
 Mal atrox!
 Rome is just over
 Ave Rex!
 It's times complete
 Honores!
 The dust just covers
 Mortis vox!
 It's face white neat
 Mal atrox!
 They're near the city
 Ave Rex!
 To make new rule
 Honores!
 Sorrow and pity
 Malis res!
 Victory's full
 In the air
 Everywhere
 In despair
 Gust that blows out
 In the breeze
 The disease
 Breaking out
 Flying about
 Riding horses
 They have blood thirst
 Firing grasses
 On their way
 Blaming crosses
 They slay, they burst
 In black masses
 They are the god's enemies
 They are the god's enemies
 They are satan's breed
 Demonorum imperator
 Fillium noctis
 Malus et hostis Dei