Pagan age

People say my insanity has taken over me
And some people say I am a demon

I see reality through a different angle
I hear terrible screams and this amuses me

Your end is arriving
And our kingdom will be strong
Bodies burn when my wing spreads in the darkness

For each flap of the wing,
A son of the enemy dies
On behalf of my God.

The war is close. The true inquisition is arriving with chaos
For all those who follow the false God

Chambers of torture and pain are being prepared
By the name of church of God, may our enemies go down