Observe deep into my eyes
And I will show you…
…Power

Like our ancestors did
Now we are those barbaric warriors
We are filling us with ancestral power
We are becoming the Masters of War

Here we are to conquer
And be bane of your existence
Condemning you to another form of life
Let us baptise you with your own blood

Striking all lands
With grim strength
Casting down your heavenly kingdom
Our complete dominion
Will come in that way

We are Demons In Shape Of Warriors
Stormers of mankind
This endless storm will never stop

So long ago our ancestors invoke them
They will hear our call
They will come riding the gloomiest skies
Rising death and desolation.