Below the flag And the crucifix in chains A candle is lit Watching the wick blacken The flame mysteriously dancing Violently eating its fuel There is a feeling Of leaving this world From the smoke Voices of death call The choice is irreversible Drawn to the other Destroy earthly praise Unwilling to accept the flesh The torture of life The excitement of death Below the flag And the crucifix in chains A candle is lit Watching the wick blacken The flame mysteriously dancing Violently eating its fuel There is a feeling Of leaving this world From the smoke Voices of death call The choice is irreversible Drawn to the other Destroy earthly praise Unwilling to accept the flesh The torture of life The excitement of death ♪ Isolation cannot corrupt Or penetrate the minds chambers ♪ The imagination of evil Will rise and we worship the irons ♪ The black crest of death The gold wreath of war ♪ The black crest of death The gold wreath of war ♪ The black crest of death The gold wreath of war