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In the name of God it was raising the sword

To his glory it was spilling the blood

Blessed they, who were dealing death

By undefiled venom of the faith

Devout killers

Proxies of God in the earth

Blind sinners

Defenders of the faith

Force, murder, violence and fire

it was carrying to unfaithfuls

To expand the reign of that one

Who was saying: don't kill!

Your Master, your God, your Saviour

Only He has a rule to judge for deeds

So, to whose glory stakes were burning

And for what idea the pain was dealing