Distant stars in wintersky, Blood on a frozen fields at dawn of a chaotic doomsday, The battalions of immortals gathered Under the heretic banner at the portal, Where the fire inflamne the holy ground. Coming from a blind light, A formation of angels consume, by the abyssical vortex,
Another forthcoming age without sunlight, Just a dead star above a plaguewinter wolrd, Cold like a corpse carved in stone. Several nuclear stars have damaged the earth surface. Now the world is materialized without any alive cells.
A vision of Holocoust ridingon the wings of Human hope The crimson Legions scorch the earth under TIAMAT´S eye, The servants of the light, Aspotels of god are enslaved by the forces o chaos And chainfed to the walls of hell for eternity.
Humanity decayed, their souls are rippin´appart, Their flesh grilled by XAPHAN´S fire, Their bones crushed into the dead soil. Crimson Legions.