Through the darkening showers
Of wrath I see the sign
And the unhallowed hearse

The infernal nightsky
Devours the restless dead


Highest mountains never reach
The altars of incantation
Nightwinds breed the fire

Majestic descend
Of the summoned one


Moonshade flames
Of conquerring blasphemy
I fierce hearse through

The nightsky

Wheels cry thunder

In gospel of the hordes
Moonshade flames
Breathe blackened breath


Moonshade pale in dismal dream
Flames Breathing anger

Moonshad Realm of stife and pain
Flames Cloak of the heretics


Wrapped in a veil
Of grim silence and
Singing songs

Of the arctic heathenhearts
I throw myself under the hoofs
Of the black horde

Seen through the eyes
Of the pagan coachmen
Self-sacrifice will release my spirit

Imperial funeral
Dead, Spectral wolfmoon


Moonshade Sword of the essence
Flames A scent of dark souls
Moonshade Why must life be?

Flames Consume all harmony
Moonshade The eternal nightrealm


Flames burn forevermore