Raven shadow, shine on them
Given them the strength of the anciente
Given them wings, blessed be

This undead disharmony

Dark moon, old as death

Virgins, pure as snow
Fullmoon's sweet breath
Ride the undead


Dive into battles with pride
Merge with a battery of spells

Army of apocalypse
To the end of history we ride
To the source of power

To breed legions of our own

Dark moon, old as death

Virgins, pure as snow
Fullmoon's sweet breath
Ride the undead


Arise


Behold you are the warriors
That will gather galaxies to th throne
Fulfill with dignity


Dark moon, old as death
Virgins, pure as snow

Fullmoon's sweet breath
Ride the undead