Hooked and chained in the flesh to the labyrinths
Willful slaves tenants of graves scorn the homeless spirit
Taste the serpent’s kiss of Judas
Promises if kept will mar your soul
My soul immortal is at stake
Our banners raised
Our god be praised
By his hand saved
The tribe of light the triumph see one day
There must be temptation / for he will not let go
There must be war / for he will not give up
Many will fall / but some at least
Will struggle on some more
My soul immortal is at stake
Far beyond my own powers to be saved
Under pitch-black skies We gather in the light
Our banners raised
Our god be praised
By his hand saved
How glorious the triumph be one day