Through the damned halls of frozen north
I ride with silver dragons of Drakal
to make despair and spread sorrow
'cause then my dark kingdom will come.

I gathered with legions of thunder
in mountain of fallen stars
where no-man have been losted
and where evil takes it's form... dragon.

God's of war...
masters of despair...
dragonlords of the skies...
rulers of mighty kingdom...

In crimson morning's mist we battle
against whirlwinds of east.

God's of war...
masters of despair...
dragonlords of the skies...
rulers of mighty kingdom...

Way to perfect victory is bloody
armies fall under the king's name
everything destroyed from the legions path
which is just forwarding towards...