This is our path to order
Pure bloodline to perfection
Father after father
Never to see a dawning sun
Not
alone
Never alone
All above are enemies
A means to perfection
Unholy demons of the mind
Clench the fist to signal
To
initiate the final
The end - the killing begins
Rapid torrent leather wings
Pulling swords from the sheathe
Hack down the
hinderance
Create your own path
There shall be no rememberance
Unearthly
Unholy
Many are we
Who gather at the
smell of blood
Many are we
Who gather at the sound of war
Corroded ruined wrecked
The dead sky shines through smoke and
fog
Scorched black empty
Life not wanted
Blood brown smell of muck
Many are we
Who gather at the smell of blood
Many
are we
Who gather at the sound of war