Born in twilight, sworn to vengeance
To engage an ancient battle
Beyond good, beyond evil

Of winters descent, sons of the colossus

Prepare for the infernal gather

Iron forging victory
Night breads fearless soldiers
Ready the armies, ready the men


Heaken, heed my warning
The end has come to pass

Armies forlorn, Landscapes scorned
Heaven burns, the masses yearns


A beheading must take place
At the obsolete shores
Through the land by procession

Perished has the shameful

It's time for this generation

To leave it's filthy throne
Scatter the fires of theses souls
Demised


Wreak this wretched havoc
Steer the winds of flesh and lust

By the gods
I've taken my land in possession


Below black
Clouds scaped
In darkness veiled

The cosmic imperium
We shall inverit
These lands

For we are
The sons of the colossus