The spirit of their beloved king who spoke unto his men, 
He came to bring a message of great importance and [bad word]  
"The gift from the gods [bad word] to cover the world in dust. 
Her forces are closing in to your sanctuary. 
So use your imagination to end her reign. 
Remember these words, and be strong!" 

The chosen few were sacrificed for the others life. 
They were the bait, they would seal the soldiers fate. 
massive grave, to break the soldiers spell. 
The forces fell into the abyss, never to rise again. 

Towards the queen the last of the brave ones wandered, 
To terminate this creature non-divine. 
The loss of troops forced her powers to release the magic 
Uncontrolled that had wasted a thousand soul. 

The palace controlled by demons 
Is the heart of all evil possessed. 
By the queen and her unholy servants. 
"If we destroy it, the earth will be ours 
And it will bring us eternal existance. 
We'll pray for the gift of breeding. 
This is a game we can't concede, 
It is worth all the blood we may bleed". 

We must close the gate so she can't return. 
We'll seal her fate, watch her temple burn. 
And We'll capture her soul in the chambers of crimson sleep. 
And there she will suffer eternally for what she has done to man.