Sound is ripping through your ears 
The deafening sound of metal nears 
Your bodies waiting for his whips 
The taste of leather on your lips 

Hear the cry of War 
Louder than before 
With his sword in hand 
To control the land 
 [bad word] metal strikes 
On this frightening night 
Fall onto your knees 
For the Phantom Lord 

Victims falling under chains 
You hear them crying death pains 
The fists of terrors breaking through 
Now there's nothing you can do 

Hear the cry of War 
Louder than before 
With his sword in hand 
To control the land 
 [bad word] metal strikes 
On this frightening night 
Fall onto your knees 
For the Phantom Lord 

The leather armies have prevailed 
The Phantom Lord has never failed 
Smoke is lifting from the ground 
The rising volume metal sound 

Hear the cry of War 
Louder than before 
With his sword in hand 
To control the land 
 [bad word] metal strikes 
On this frightening night 
Fall onto your knees 
For the Phantom Lord 

Fall to your knees 
And bow to the Phantom Lord