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