As the dying sun sets behind the mistveiled mountains

and the shadows grow deep amidst the Aeidolon Fangs

The snowclad peaks almost hid by the cold evening fog

gleams with hellish fire under the deep blue northern sky



Hidden in the shadows thousand red eyes gleam in the fading light

As the army starts it's decent the mountainsides come a live

Crawling darkness bringing death through cold black shining metal

Reaping lives of mortal men in a bloodcrazed madness



As the hordes of evil tear apart the ranks of the mortal army

A black steed brings it's master swiftly 'cross the battlefield

Morthion attacks in spiteful malice his warhammer sheading blood

A shape so twisted by magic and evil his mere presence bringing death



The tortured screams of a thousand dying men haunt the midnight sun

A black mass of destruction brought slaughter clad in fear

The moon's grim face laughs in scorn upon the total death

The shapeless twisted darkness spread pestilence with it's breath