Iconoclast Eminence

They increased to force the souls, I stood in comparison with them
 They wanted to seize my pride, it aroused the inner fire
 They tried to lower this land, we have upraised to cleanse it
 They replaced honour by compassion, we'll repay them with holocaust
 They stained the woods with blood,
 I want to see their blood in streams
 They have made my heart burning, let their temples be burnt
 My hatred is a river which sweeps away the vermin
 Let the storm evoked by a thousand ones make the sea open
 And absorb those which number transformed weakness into seeming might
 Who has made the cross this throne of a fucking feeble jewish scum
 Makes me dethrone him with all of my acts
 Their rejoice begets the black misanthropy
 A thirst for their decease is a basis of what I won't see through
 Though it will rise one day as a proud crowns of trees
 To lacerate heavens and make our ranks pure
 Be the sword on sanctities... Be the hammer on christ...