Fear spreads my hatred as I run from hill to hill The darkest sirs dwell in the darkest forest Lost & poor souls are haunted – they are haunted ! Lords of unholy longer for ice storms.
Battle visions possess me on my path.
I’m possessed on my way Black Legions take my under their wings For their journey through weather & time Stars – like the eyes of evil – in the sign of the horns Give us storm hunger Through years and wars we rise Dark lords rise !
I’m possessed on my path by misery, fear & storm hunger
Dark lords rise ! As evil wolves all along the mountainside Red eyes shining through the shadows Howl the fall of the heavens They sing the Black Legions’ battle songs Awaiting the last whisper from the angels Wings of war ride their feeble souls to hell !
Misery, fear & storm hunger – I’m possessed !
We – evil warriors – remain Through the black winds… forever !