The battle of the damned has ended
 And the mist sweeps over the unholy earth
 Ashes of the soil
 The course is set
 Bringing back from death
 Breathing in the brimstone
 The graves of the unhallowed are opened
 I am entering the shadows of the fallen
 The ressurection of the wicked three
 Has begun...

 Wide opened eyes
 Death a moment away
 These eyes once again glows with hatred
 Bringning back fear to life
 In thoose we call sinners
 We mimic the hell as we know it
 Pain lives through us

 Wandering the silent grounds
 Led by the choirs of the dead
 We play the symphony of the wicked three

 Striking with a force
 A force you never thought existed
 Like the strenght of a thousands storms
 The battle roars
 We harvest the holy souls
 To be banished from ifes light
 Prepare yourself for us
 You wear the crown of thorns

 Got you!
 Surrender on knees to be conversed
 Like lightning to the ground
 In a blackened sky
 We spare no one to nothing
 Only pain, strong as thunder
 And a mighty blow

 As you lie dying
 I can feel ou breath
 Thick as blood
 This is how we revenge your sins
 With the dark gods power
 We ride the unsacred storms
 Buried forever, bounded to the other side