It echoes, it echoes in the wind of fate
The wind is a breeze of ice and snow
For you to die in its mighty burden

It's the calm before the storm

Summoning the demons

The invoke of a new era
For your destiny to show you
Its truth stands written in time

We are the unredeemed
The unredeemed demons
Flying together again brothers and sons

To the final holocaust

Blow the horn

For the hordes to come
Giving evil a face
Now hear them march

There's a fire burning inside of us all
An ancient curse
A sign of the coming apocalypse

Rites from the nocturnal
Straight from hell


Through the raging storms
Its message stands clear
For all who fears them

Its name echoes in time
Hordes of Rime


A heart of cold solid rock
Built from the ashes of the so called life
Can you see it blazing

Through out the woods
The hatred burns,
Like an eternal fire through skin


Through the raging storms
Its message stands clear

For all who fears them
its name echoes in time
Hordes of Rime


From the raging storms of hell
An army of a thousands dead

True are the warriors who rides by our side
They are the hordes
Hordes of Rime