From the grave comes the storm

fire and ice, and battle horns.

Through the night a dark star burns

Titans fight, the King returns.



Demons eyes spread fear in pain

Throughout the minds of those too sane

To realize this is no game,

Drinking the lies in Heaven's name.



Spear of tin, forged by Muse

Majik mound of Crom.

Some they learn, some they burn

In the wake of Metalstorm.



From the veils blows the storm.

Lightning strikes from the sword.

Warriors ride upon the wind.

All Hallows Night, the hunt begins.



Lord of Flies doth spread the plage

Throughout the lives of those to blame.

For all the lies in Heaven's name

The Lords of Light shall rise again.



Holy Grail, Silver sails,

Court of Avalon.

Some they learn, some they burn

In the wake of Metalstorm.