(Herryk and the Köl Army)
Kill them all.
I don't want to have to see this place again.
Burn it down and rape what's left.
Rain down fire, set ablaze this ground and break this down.
Black steel gleams, a prerequisite to bloodshed.
Set the charge. The stage is set for a massacre.
Finish them off! Slit their throats agape!
Peasants' corpses shall litter the ground!
Peasants forced running from their homes.
Who will stand against such evil?
Lay him on the threshing floor!
None are left to fight.
All are left on the ground, in their own gore.
No more resistance from this town!
For Diabolus!