Embalmed by venom of hate
Dead Beast is hidden in deep ice
Cursed by the God, blessed by Truth
Sealed with sight of Death
When the world will fall into the dust
And heavens turn to black
Presence of life will touch the senses
Awakening after years of sleep
Hordes of demons of cold
Shall begin a mortal crusade
With symbols on the skin
That drawn by the mystic old race
Savage war
Curse of dead
Blessed by blood
Spilled by me
Spiteful carnage
Makes new world
Will be blessed by blood
That I will spill
Impaled, suffocated, Dismembered
Centuries of curse unleashed
In a single deafening, blinding, blast
Bringing fear to even the brave
Pleasure in carnage as
The old ones grin in their earthy tombs
Empowering their unearthly blessings
To the chaotic black warriors
Demons, zombies, spirits arise
In a maelstrom of hate
As the world is embraced by fire
Not a single soul will be left alive
Hordes of demons of cold
Has begun a mortal crusade
With symbols on the skin
That drawn by the evil dark race
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