They used to arouse the spark Setting on fire the unholy flame Crossing trenches in the dark Ruthless legion is their name Brought axes on their back With shield fought the wind Wielding swords for attack And carrying out their stint Soldiers sated at the same table Where the blood was spilled Pride and honor are they label One more mission is fulfilled The sage blessed all then From the top of the old mound Bended knees those men
To spurn every curse around When the night come apart Enter the Hall of Power Join the heroes for a start Raise your sword in the Hall of Power In search for true victory They delivered the magic seed Retribution of history The mighty army marched with greed To consecrate the final decree They got to destroy the last clash From inside that hall they see And, k** the enemies like a flash When the night come apart...