Dark hills, land of the dead Graves, tombs, tumulus of the fallen heroes Morbid warfare, annihilation and sorrow Agonic cries of the tormented souls Resounds in the night as a nightmarish thunderstorm Armies of the dead night errands Riding through the battered hills Towards a lugubrious battalion of spectral warriors The battle of the perished at war For centuries, as night falls, rise the fallen To fight the eternal battle To fight the enemy To find peace in the Kingdome of darkness