Over the mountains across the sea

Come the men of eternal night

Hooded disciples of misery

Leading the evil crusade



Through forests of darkness in faraway lands

Obeying the spell of the priest

With hearts made of iron and bullets of steel

Delievering goods to be seen



Winds of winter still blow

Through the trees

Wounded warriors fall

On their knees



Before the ravenwing

Faces from the past return with dreams

Rise ravenwing

High above the holy battlefield



Beyond the rainbow in no mans land

Where armys prepare for the fight

The chains of a savage from caves in the north

Break as the dawn fades to black



Chaos and mayhem in wastelands of hate

And storms turning cities to dust

The men of the night standing by for the pain

With fear in the hearts of the damned



...and into the stargate we raised

On a solid foundation