Raven shadow, shine on them
Given them the strength of the anciente
Given them wings, blessed be
This undead
disharmony
Dark moon, old as death
Virgins, pure as snow
Fullmoon's sweet breath
Ride the undead
Dive into battles
with pride
Merge with a battery of spells
Army of apocalypse
To the end of history we ride
To the source of power
To breed
legions of our own
Dark moon, old as death
Virgins, pure as snow
Fullmoon's sweet breath
Ride the
undead
Arise
Behold you are the warriors
That will gather galaxies to th throne
Fulfill with dignity
Dark moon,
old as death
Virgins, pure as snow
Fullmoon's sweet breath
Ride the undead
