"Night remains night until the end of ritual of sacrifice. Every survivor of their fury was offered to all the gods of their faith. Screams of tortured souls together with a lake of blood complete the perfect scene of a cruel reality."

The sign of the Battle is

Ray of storms ripping the skies
Pray before the war begins
Feel the fury of river god


Rise the rite of the ancient guides
What is written along the time

Hell Beyond the infinity
It's a kind of Shaman's realm


Blood Springs on battlefield
Darkness is here this nighttime
(The) Clash of steel attack

Is over

Raging forces of enemy

The empire protects it's ground
Hear the sound of battlecry
It's time!


Praised be their rite
Thy sight full of cruelty

Deathly sentenced they burn
Praised be their rite
The dance of Sacrifice

Doom of a battle lost is to die