Call me the lord of all wars, call me the lord of storms

Call me the lord of all hate and disorder

My reign shall not be complete until the whole defeat

Bow now unto thee and worship at my feet



Murder shall soon unfold and fulfill the prophecies

Stories that once were told now are sure to be



Death was imminent fourteen pieces left

visible in the earth his death is my birth



The son shall arise avenge the conquering

A long campaign eighty it is to be

Fighting so long for I am tiring

The son has arisen and regained the reign from me



Call me the lord of all wars, call me the lord of storms

Call me the lord of all hate and disorder

My reign shall not be complete until the whole defeat

Bow now unto thee and worship at my feet



Banishment to be, placed at the side of re

In the northern sky, thunderous my cry



Assemble and resurrect, troth the magic of isis

King of the underworld, to the dead he is now lord



Call me the lord of all wars, call me the lord of storms

Call me the lord of all hate and disorder

My reign shall not be complete until the whole defeat

Bow now unto thee and worship at my feet