Fear spreads my hatred as I run from hill to hill
The darkest sirs dwell in the darkest forest
Lost & poor souls are haunted – they are haunted !
Lords of unholy longer for ice storms.

Battle visions possess me on my path.

I’m possessed on my way
Black Legions take my under their wings
For their journey through weather & time
Stars – like the eyes of evil – in the sign of the horns
Give us storm hunger
Through years and wars we rise
Dark lords rise !

I’m possessed on my path by misery, fear & storm hunger

Dark lords rise !
As evil wolves all along the mountainside
Red eyes shining through the shadows
Howl the fall of the heavens
They sing the Black Legions’ battle songs
Awaiting the last whisper from the angels
Wings of war ride their feeble souls to hell !

Misery, fear & storm hunger – I’m possessed !

We – evil warriors – remain
Through the black winds… forever !