(The final decision)    Lost in the dungeon of silence  The coffin was almost closed  A crypt was built for our history  A living cenotaph was our destiny    The king slept for aeons  And darkness conquered the land  But memories awoke the dragon  To start the mayhem again    The angel of death flies again  And a voice screams for the damned  The sound of hell cuts off your head  Rotten corpses, but we are not dead  Taste of blood gives us the might  And still we got the second sight    Atrocities last for eternity  Vengeance is mine, a murder divine  A new attack, it blinds your eye  And spread the plague, by the  Sword he dies    War and submission  Is our final decision    Thousands of men die in their blood  Strike down every coward one by one  Victory's ours and mercy for no one  The field turns red - our work is done