Slashing through the fight   Before him dressed in the armor of the dead      Crossed fists   Can't deny   The swift sword   Getting closer to their lair      Hatred was a man out to seek   Vengeance for the death of his father   For he is the one who bares the mark   Of the great warrior king and   No one can stop him      Waiting   For tonight   The ax swings   Into battle on the wall      Striking   Blows from life   For my king   Deathly victim of the blade      Stabbing and slashing   When night falls   They all must die...   Beating and bashing   With blood lust from   Hatred's Rise      The high priest   Blessed of blood shed   Of defeat   The smell of death roams   Through the air      Rising   Flames of war   Shine through the night   Until the dawn the troopers storm      Stabbing and slashing   The night's gone   No one's alive   Beating and bashing   With blood lust from   Hatred's Rise