Birds of Sulphur

Redemption always comes from the sky!
 There's no escape. They deserve to perish
 Pain and torture will open the gates of mass delirium
 Strike all the cowards to the ground, their cursed souls shall never rest
 Let my wrath spread upon the infidels so eager to murder their king
 The impure blood that will flow from their wounds
 Will never be enough to quench my thirst or avenge this insult
 Make them suffer! Make them pay! Souls will plunge into decay
 Death by torture! The tormented souls shall be lost in eternal fire
 BURN! The harbingers of death shall be the Birds of Sulphur.
 Faithless! Unholy Forest Dwellers!
 I will have your bodies charred in the flames of this world
 Perun has prepared your stake... eternal
 Heralds of fire
 Open the gate to the underworld
 Redemption will come from the sky
 The harbingers of death shall be the Birds of Sulphur. BURN!
 Attack! Hunt them down! Hack, chop, dismember!
 No cell, no prisoner
 Burn Iskorosten, burn
 Redeeming fire! They will pay with ashes
 The Birds of Sulphur shall cleanse our lands of all their sins
 Purification through flames. Unleash you fury!
 Be the heralds of fire and make Iskorosten burn
 Spread my wrath
 Redeeming fire will fall from the sky
 Fire will fall from the sky