Somewhere in ancient spain, close to what was baecula   There lay castillo del mortes   To be known as "house of the dead"   Oh no... oh not here   A fool was playing with magic, magic he did not understand   He opened the unholy gates   Letting out the ancient ones from hell      Solo: s      600 people standing on the castle walls   Screaming for mercy, someone must have heard their calls   600 wondering what's going on   Two armies in the sky, forming and in battle line   Hear the battle cries...   7 cohorts of angels, fighting for the elders to win   7 cohorst of angels, fighting for the people within   The "house of the dead" soon to be buried in sin   9 units of demons, the ancient ones command   9 units of demons, the ancient ones will stand   For the "house of the dead" will soon be buried in sin      Solo: s      600 were watching in horror as they began to fight   None of the armies were using a weapon   As it is known to man   Demons and angels were falling in numbers   Out of the burning sky... the burning sky   "retreat, retreat", oh the angels flee, "defeat, defeat"   The battle's over, it's done      Somewhere in ancient spain, close to what was baecula   There lay the battleground where many an angel was slain      Solo: s      9 units of demons bringing unbearable sin   9 units of demons coming for the people within   The "house of the dead" will soon live up to it's name   600 people running deep inside   600 people trying to hide   From the ancient ones   But there's nowhere to run on this day      Solo: d      There is no need to speak of the horrible fate   Bestowed upon the 600 from baecula