Оригинален текст
Troops are thrashing onwards
To r*pe all holy land
Seek victims as the Sun descends
d*mnation is at hand
The sound of killing threatens the weak
Slashed wrists greet us, blasphemous fiends
We don't oppose evil...
We are
Merciless
Graced sub rectified force
Raining daggers open death's doors
We don't oppose evil...
We are
(The) Merciless