Trudging through the ice fields
Destination the dark mountains
To gather the blood-thirsty Hordes
Ritual in the
night
Summoning the powers of our Lord
We descend, destroy, annihilate
The filthy enemy tribes
Hear our
Warcry
Warcry!
We fall upon your sacred places
And frost covers the ground
Warmth only comes
From spilled
blood!
Tearing down the masses
Atonement of Hyperion
Procreating the frost-bitten souls
Bringing the end to religious
faade
Carcass of your impotent God
Layered and layered in ice
Lead by dark spells
The ice storms bring the end
The
end!
Hordes of Hyperion strike!
Hordes of Hyperion strike!