Your face, you cannot be raised The right to be the devil's storm Recreating pain and misery Your strive like never before! Shots of blood come from the East. Wild stench - an evil beast! Youth and glory spread like the sky; We became men and made us forge Hand of God Bring your hammer down, Let the Gods control you! Bring your hammer down, This war is made with blood! Fires rage in the path of war Marching on from the distant road. Fights wait, the devil's command Cruthes fall, on the lesser end. Blood flows, treadmills of hate; Darkness beckons to initiate Bodies burn, from the soul's descent Blood begins to bring the end Bring your hammer down Bring your hammer down Bring your hammer down Bring your hammer