Rise from yur grave

Ancient spirits of darkness

I command thee in the name

The land of the holy is ours to desecrate

Blood be spilled as we seal their fate

Rise...Awaken

Warlords of the undead

Blackened hearts filled with hatred

Battles rage across the wastelands

Tonight we shall ride

The morning Star in its unholiness

Shines so bright, so beautiful

Rape this land, Spread thy seeds of hatred

Blasphemy be thy name

Beneath the crimson sky

Shadows fall on the realm of the dead

The flames that burn so high...

Mark our empire

On a pale horse I ride

Storming on into the night

Maliciously we fight

Until the end of man, until the end of all life

A dark paradise, claiming the prophets of time

The shadow before the light

Unpon the throne sits the angel of pride