Forthcoming throne of endless black sun An eclipse set on march Pale skin riders Demons on mounts Dark arbitrators Legions of war Regiment of infinite might An unhollowed realm Pale skin riders Demons on mounts Dark arbitrators Legions of chaos
Black are the mantles sharp are the swords Pale are the faces savage the horses Coming from hell to impale the opposers Feeding of blood draining the corpses Loosen the chains of the portal of doom Bathing on fire flaming inferno To the eons when darkness command Into the darkest season we may enter
Forthcoming throne of endless black sun An eclipse set on march Regiment of infinite might An unhollowed realm Pale skin riders Demons on mounts Dark arbitrators Legions of war Pale skin riders Demons on mounts Dark arbitrators Legions of chaos
Conquest War Famine Death
The tune of eschaton Shall penetrate the skulls As man and beast replies In trance and worshipness In wait for the arrival Of the lord him self When time no longer counts No man shall be rememered