[bad word] to plunge into this storm
Where warlords ride, and kill with pride
The smell of rage, this ancient hate
That has been in wait
Before the torture took my soul
and the night turned black like the darkest hole
Before the wolves learned to howl

Open the time where bloodbeasts lurk, break serenity
Feel the ancient fury, smell the air of undead breath
Can you sense the torture, the knowledge of ending days?
Do you hear the sound of nearby death?

Taste the ultimate of pain [bad word] me, ripped out every trace of life
Elves and valkyries scream my name out loud
This has been in wait
Before the torture took my soul
and the night turned black like the darkest hole
Before the wolves learned to howl [bad word] on, let's join the chaosstorm
Unleash your sword and face the sky
Can you see the reflections of a burning world?
Can you see the souls of those who died?