Black host of shadows
Marching to the war
Our souls amongst them
We're going...
...Into death
Axes, enormous swords
To destroy race of weak
In the name of your abyss
We'll kill...
...Our enemies!
Foes-weak race
We'll reign the world
We're few, but each of us
Have ancient power of...
...Destruction
They'vedestroyed bodies of
Our ancestors
But spirit shall survivThese souls are of us
They scored batlle
But war is our
Combative sodom
Believed in us
(He) have loved in darkness
(He) have died in us