Mighty Master on a white horse His feet like steel crush death The Fire in His eyes Touches our hearts The sword from His mouth Cuts down the enemy His
Czarne niebo, chmury, na wzgorzu krzyz A na nim cialo ociekajace krwia, Ludzie zabili go choc On nic nie zrobil zlego Boza krew splywa na nas On umarl
And the seven angels which had the seven trumpets prepared themselves to sound. The first angel sounded, and there followed hail and fire mingled with
The old captain is dead, now a new one must lead the King's army. The new captain is afraid of the commitment to conquer a new land, but his King gives