Cadaver Rites reveal the sight    Of Battles soon to come    The Banshee cries, all must die    The Witch can not be wrong    Her Eyes ablaze, a hollow Gaze    Her Face burnt by the Torch    She feels no Pain, the Witch insane laughs    Iron Legions march    Burn them, destroy them    Rape them, hack and slay    Crush them, maim them    Torture human prey    Iron Legions march for Glory    Iron Legions kill    Iron Legions born for Slaughter    Born to slay at Will    In Metal Fights test your Might    Feed the Earth with Blood    Heed not their Cries, leave none alive    Kill for Slaughtergod    Ride them down into the Ground    My Magic be your Shield    None shall escape the Metal Rage    The deadly Kiss of Steel