And at the will we submitted marching as an oncoming storm feed by the rage of our nation a birth for uncertain destiny
Epic tale ignorant of humanity we forced through these perilous paths lead by these convictions as old as time we marched towards our enemies
we were proud and ready "we are the elite!" the only fear that was felt was the one felt by our enemies we knew that days had passed
the flag of antagonist still bearing since the first day the death of hope joining our ranks have we won so easily? the arrival of a breathless scout, come tearing us apart
the revelation of an ignoble trap, a dark strategy countered ethics, betrayed honor
the army must return in proximity of our village asphyxiated by the odor of sulfur ruins blood and flames
the unit decimated dazed by a viper outrageously carrying humiliation our commander knelt down facing the head of his wife and child
decorum of a hostile flag inconceivable was this dishonor to bare on our souls the burial and rituals were dealt with the same night a night so dark, as the abyss
as mourning we cursed the gods and the men but our suffering was going be heard this palish gray mistress draped of a foggy robe brandished with fervor a divine weapon
the envy of revenge being inexhaustible she offered outstanding proposition
'undead warriors no longer affected by senses my quest will be your vengeance and time will be your ally conquer the earth in search of guilty to make history remember your pain that you've been branded with scroll through the earth becoming nature's law warriors taste this immortality and spread malediction on every path you cross'
and at her will we submitted reviving as an on coming storm feed by the essence of underworld a rebirth for certain destiny
funeral tragedy ignorant of humanity Annu Erimha Redum ina Irkalla!