The battle of the damned has ended
And the mist sweeps over the unholy earth
Ashes of the soil

The course is set
Bringing back from death
Breathing in the brimstone

The graves of the unhallowed are opened
I am entering the shadows of the fallen
The ressurection of the wicked three

Has begun...

Wide opened eyes

Death a moment away
These eyes once again glows with hatred
Bringing back fear to life

In those we call sinners
We mimic the hell as we know it
Pain lives through us


Wandering the silent grounds
Led by the choirs of the dead

We play the symphony of the wicked three
For each note played one man falls


Striking with a force
A force you never thought existed
Like the strength of a thousands storms

The battle roars
We harvest the holy souls
To be banished from ifes light

Prepare yourself for us
You wear the crown of thorns


Got you!
Surrender on knees to be conversed
Like lightning to the ground

In a blackened sky
We spare no one to nothing
Only pain, strong as thunder

And a mighty blow

As you lie dying

I can feel ou breath
Thick as blood
This is how we revenge your sins

With the dark gods power
We ride the unsacred storms
Buried forever, bounded to the other side