In the pale light of the morning You could smell the fear The knights of satans service is drawing near Hardened by blood and battle They're warriors without souls And all they ever do is seek and and destroy Stan your ground The battle is near Fight them down With fire and steel In the hour of the wolf THey raid from town to town Setting them all on fire Kicking them down You better run alll you can Or dance the dance of death And be sure they're onna make you sweat The battle is ragin Hear thousands of cries Feel the thunder of war As you march til you die