we enter now enter our world in troops of thousand men an army of destruction with \"swords beamed\" we mark our lands with blond in fire we prevail we are [kramonos -- phonetic approximation], we are the end of days we darken skies forever we force the sun to ground we are the priving empires in our days to come we're filling up the trenches with blood of thousand men calling my mother, we will not return
mother of pain we will not return wipe your face of tears we are ever marching
we dwell in consecration we are at the state of war we [want / won] the world today in sorrow and in pain we're burning candles inflaming hearts and brains we rise and fall in heaven we fall and rise again
we conquer world today with swords of light and fire we are living torches, we marching towards the sky we are the legion, and we will worship sun for you my mother, we will not return