Redemption always comes from the sky !

There's no escape. They deserve to perish
Pain and torture will open the gates of mass delirium
Strike all the cowards to the ground, their cursed 
souls shall never rest
Let my wrath spread upon the infidels so eager to 
murder their king

The impure blood that will flow from their wounds
Will never be enough to quench my thirst or avenge this 
insult
Make them suffer ! Make them pay ! Souls will plunge 
into decay
Death by torture ! The tormented souls shall be lost in 
eternal fire

BURN ! The harbingers of death shall be the Birds of 
Sulphur.

Faithless ! Unholy Forest Dwellers !
world
Perun has prepared your stake... eternal

Heralds of fire
Open the gate to the underworld
Redemption will come from the sky

The harbingers of death shall be the Birds of Sulphur. 
BURN !

Attack ! Hunt them down ! Hack, chop, dismember !
No cell, no prisoner
Burn Iskorosten, burn
Redeeming fire ! They will pay with ashes
The Birds of Sulphur shall cleanse our lands of all 
their sins
Purification through flames. Unleash you fury !
Be the heralds of fire and make Iskorosten burn
Spread my wrath

Redeeming fire will fall from the sky
Fire will fall from the sky