At the Mercy of the Wind

"In the vast expanse where hells collide Where the wings of iron and valor doth ride So let history unveil the battles within As our might soars at the mercy of the wind" Mephitic the smell of a thousand-body vapor Fragrance of death in the unholy fire Stygian darkness, suffocating demise Pray for your end as the wings of iron dive Piercing the sound of the unholy war thunder Bow down to Satan as your God surrenders Weeping, the sound of a thousand souls crying Moan all you want in the hell's fire you must die Come blow your trumpet, Mr. Jericho Tear up the sky, defile their souls At the mercy of the wind Spread thy wings, disperse thy sins I dreamt and I dreamt of the glorious victory Flocks of iron flew across the deep blue sea Burn down your books with pages filled with lies Where is your god when your kingdom becomes mine Come blow your trumpet, Mr. Jericho Before the coldness of winter blows At the mercy of the wind As the hell's fire disintegrates your king