I am invincible in my Lord's robe
Your arrows shoot, your swords are dull
...and like a wolf ravening
I wash my cloak in the blood of the lamb
To the devil's night we raised a slave
The fiery gusts of wind darkened their faces
Glowing sparks burst into their eyes
Our way from the darkness to Mount Sinai
Let us cover them with their chopped off parts
.. .Flying above with earthly might
Rage possessed Horna spirits
Clawing, mutilating, burning, tearing
Torturing the king's flesh
Let us crush the face of the King of the Jews
A tearful eye our eyes are torn blind
The cup of our victory flows from his veins
Under the robe of the spirits
Come my child
Live in my bosom
Dark in my providence