AT THE GUARDIAN’S GATE, I FALL INTO SLUMBER I CLING TO COMFORT AS I LAY THEE UNDER DESTROYING THOSE WHO CHALLENGE ME SHOWING THEM I AM AT LAST FREE
RISE ON UP ABOVE YOUR GRAVE AS THE NIGHT GROWS LONG DARKENED MIST HAS FALLEN INTO SADNESS A MANTLE WORN AGAINST THE WORLD AMID THE HEARTBREAK AND THE FEAR A SCREAMING VOID OF SILENCE APPEARS DESERT OF DEATH, DESTRUCTION WHICH BRINGS GRAY THERE YOU SLEEP ON THE SWORD
I OPEN THE DOOR OF THE BEGINNING OF TIME AND BECOME STRONGER THEN DEATH ITSELF LED BY THE DARK WE HUNGER FOR YOUR BLOOD WE WILL THEN TEAR YOUR FLESH APART
THE MOON DEMONS HEAR THE CALL WINGS OF HELL BRING MY MASTER VEIL OF BLACK LEGIONS ATTACK RISE BLACK ABYSS OPEN THE GATES
AT THE GUARDIAN’S GATE, I FALL INTO SLUMBER I CLING TO COMFORT AS I LAY THEE UNDER DESTROYING THOSE WHO CHALLENGE ME SHOWING THEM I AM AT LAST FREE