[Lyric] Towards the Glorious Triumph of Satans Empire (Funeral Winds)

Revelation 12:3 And another sign appeared in heaven:
Behold, a great, fiery red dragon having seven heads and
Ten horns, and seven diadems on his heads

Unlocked from his chains the Dragon now roars free!
His army marches towards glory trampling the nations
The trumpets of victory resound
As the Legions march over the blood soaked fields

Holy blood spilled in His name
And for the Glorious Triumph of His Empire
Seven days of night and Seven nights without moon and stars
Made rise the dreadful Beasts from Hell
Perditions legions that share one pitch black heart
The pounding heart of Satan
Chained for a thousand years now unchained and untamed!
Our Lord will grant no mercy!

Towards the Glorious Triumph of Satans Empire
The legions conquer the nations!
Towards the Glorious Triumph of Satans Empire
Marching into victory! Victory!
Drunk with the blood of saints we raise the banners
As we conquer and crush the nations

The great Empire shall rise and dominate the world
Under the banner of the dragon
Seven heads, ten horns, Seven crowns
The blood of the lamb has dried
All that is left of gods chosen ones
Are their rotting corpses!