[lyrics: Les]

Fettered with the olden ice

Blown with the gale of oblivion

Masters of duration

We stay in the chaos of calm

Let's soar to the sky in red

Lost land calls us

Let's free our souls

Dip them in the life's infinity

Let's mount winged beasts

Horizon is our goal

Let the whirlwind of death carry our fleet

Blackness of the sky is the shelter of our storm

Our rights paid dearly with our lives ago

Rebel souls

Our names are swords of hatred

Our names have never been spoken by a mortal

[lead: LES]

[lead: BART]

Blackness of the sky is the shelter of our storm

Our rights paid dearly with our lives ago

Who's that figure gliding in the sky of death

Dark messenger from the abyssland