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