This black cloud which was once merely looming,

Now comes as swift as a bolt of thunder,

With Devil's power, a blood pact blasphemy

Beneath witchcraft is man's mortality

Magic, Hellfire, Sin and Decay

The empire faces destruction

With the power of God which I wield

I shall make them yield

I will ensure that they are crushed and will suffer

I will make them see, the great Heinrich Kramer will prevail

The hammer of the witch is imminent

A call to arms, to the men who entrust God

I, as their leader in this great hunt

They will praise me as their savior

Desperate times, desperate measures

But, no questions will there be

We must contain thee

We must smite thee

And only then, shall we be free

On the printed page

I speak His word

I am His Vessel

None before god

None before me

Disagree and fall below

Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live!