Ride Thunderous Hordes Of The Sky
Out The Gates From The Fiery Side
Where Blackened Clouds Hold The Sky
Rise As The Forces Of Battle Unite
Above The Battalions And Warriors Lines
Descend The Enemies Into The Fire
Mighty Ones Soon Sent Into The Death Of All
Mighty Ones Thunders Of Darkness
Strike As The Heavy Horses Collide
Riders From Their Saddles They Fly
Through The Masses Of Blood On Ice
Fight...Beasts And Giants Arise
Victory Roar Through The Sky
While Warriors Lift Their Swords High
Under The Might Of The Blackening One
Each Man Shall Become A God Of His Own
Now Make The Gods´ Winds, Bring Death To You All
Wake The Once Golden Age To A New Dawn
And By The Hammers And Fires Of Gods
Fight A Thousand Men With Spear And Swords
Ride For Their Kings, They Ríde For Their Gods
By The Sign Of The Swords
Under The Throne Of The Undying Ones
Each Man Shall Draw A Sword Of His Own
Ages Of Death, Battle And Fire
Ages Of Dark, Evil Kingdoms Rise