The Imposition (2011)

Drenching blood will stain the world's symbols of victory
As you destroy we create!
The glorious banners break the lines of enemies again
Today the icons of [bad word] fall!

Shall all the armies burn the way
Win is the word
Victorious spirit will lead us in this this war against you

You will taste our shining blade that's falling
To wash the sins of abuse
Your intimation will [bad word] a dreadful terrible despair
The deadly order is declared!

Slave to the death
For another blind genocide that won't purify
Desolation of human race

Stand in front of your disgrace you fear our threaten
(You) can not implore to be saved
Slurring in sorrow grinding all who rise against
We march now toward the dead

Semper [bad word] eget et hostis humani generis est
Impunitas semper ad deteriora invitat
Parcere subiectis (et) debellare superbos
uno disce omnis
Fiat iustitia et mundus pereat

Scorching blood of guilt [bad word] through your rotten veins
As we dictate you'll obey!
yell of falsity it's a prayer that will not be heard
Beware, a rain of fire burns!

Slave to the death
For another
Blind genocide that won't purify
Desolation of human race

Misconceived nature will never lie
The delirium of human race