As the dying sun sets behind the mistveiled mountains   and the shadows grow deep amidst the Aeidolon Fangs   The snowclad peaks almost hid by the cold evening fog   gleams with hellish fire under the deep blue northern sky      Hidden in the shadows thousand red eyes gleam in the fading light   As the army starts it's decent the mountainsides come a live   Crawling darkness bringing death through cold black shining metal   Reaping lives of mortal men in a bloodcrazed madness      As the hordes of evil tear apart the ranks of the mortal army   A black steed brings it's master swiftly 'cross the battlefield   Morthion attacks in spiteful malice his warhammer sheading blood   A shape so twisted by magic and evil his mere presence bringing death      The tortured screams of a thousand dying men haunt the midnight sun   A black mass of destruction brought slaughter clad in fear   The moon's grim face laughs in scorn upon the total death   The shapeless twisted darkness spread pestilence with it's breath