Salvation Breath
Winds of nonentity ... blow
Faithfull slaves of mine ... blow
Through the endless night ... blow
Through the passionate sleep ... blow
Another lot days left
More minutes left in past
Same abdicated I am from staying on the knees
My essense walks ahead
My sword rises high
Hatred to weakness reflects from cold steel
My holy orphaned land support my darker might
Direct it onto your foe
Lower the steel onto his head
Clear my misty mind
Fill my lungs with freedom
Taste warm blood of unfaithfull one
And when my blood goes down to your face
Make the winds blow
Give me salvation breath