In the night, the shadows fight, the hordes approach From distant lands they come We will stand, with blade in hand, the lightning strikes Ignite our destiny They ride their demons with flame in hand Spreading their plague across the land Our children rot with their disease They steal our gold and our beliefs Enstiled our allies with pain and fear Now they betray us they are not here Submitting our women to be their slaves Why would our gods punish us this way So many brothers have fallen today I am the last of my people to stay Those who will face me will feel my wrath I will defile those in my path Raise the axe, the mighty axe, the battle axe So many heads will fall Raise the axe, the mighty axe, the battle axe We are standing one and all So many brothers have fallen today I am the last of my people to stay Those who will face me will feel my wrath I will defile those in my path Raise the axe, the mighty axe, the battle axe So many heads will fall Raise the axe, the mighty axe, the battle axe We are standing one and all