They used to arouse the spark

Setting on fire the unholy flame

Crossing trenches in the dark

Ruthless legion is their name

Brought axes on their back

With shield fought the wind

Wielding swords for attack

And carrying out their stint


Soldiers sated at the same table

Where the blood was spilled

Pride and honor are they label

One more mission is fulfilled

The sage blessed all then

From the top of the old mound

Bended knees those men

To spurn every curse around


When the night come apart

Enter the Hall of Power

Join the heroes for a start

Raise your sword in the Hall of Power


In search for true victory

They delivered the magic seed

Retribution of history

The mighty army marched with greed

To consecrate the final decree

They got to destroy the last clash

From inside that hall they see

And, kill the enemies like a flash


When the night come apart...