Tyrants from hell prepare to burn our soulsAt the sound
Hear the call I beckon harlot come to meLay your
Haunted in mind bear the blackest of hates the darkness
Bearing the mark of a demon from hell the dragon
Church of christ breeding hate the flame of hell shall
The fires are burning deep down in hell the warlords
One thousand years a captor banished to the pitSatan calls
Battles burn the wrath of hell the force cannot be
The gates of hell have opened wide with deadly speed
Battle follows battle to the death to take the hillBlackened
Bearing the standard of Hades the legions they riseReborn by
Men of war prepare to fight on this the sabbath
It steps out of its vessel and stares in horrorThis
Thrash till the death feeling the force deep insideViolence and
The sound of horses riding by the riders fists raised
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