Through this dark crooked path
proceed through the darkness that last
for seconds
for decades
for centuries
Through his reighn of terror our longing for peace
During his evil brothern of annihilation
his loyal people his peasents
theres no remorse for no salvations
we fall to our knees in her presents

*chorus*
This darklord his power his cold black heart
His army his armour is all we've got
our fathers our brothers are his front lines
first ones to fight first ones to die

you're running from wounds of the past but your next breath could be your last
Your last seconds decade or century

*chorus*