Through moorland mist and fullmoon light - we claimed the devil-tongues! We sailed the sea in ghoulish night, salt water filled our lounges...
We made our way through frost and snow, under arctic skies. Through monuments of steel - below! - A shadow did arise... With fear you will stumble, before the deamons you will see.
From the grottos of hell to the dark skies above -
The Deathship Symphony! Once darkness has fallen, there is no return!