Signs in the sky sent the warnings
Dark clouds and mist tell the tales
From depths of hell they're approaching
Nothing to save us this time

From the unknown marching
They're coming home

Send in the archers, move out of site
What will remain when the light hit the ground
Send in the archers, the final strike
Call of your game and prepare for a fight

Vultures will feast on the bodies
Hellfire scorching the ground
Evil will spread like wildfire
What was foretold by the gods

From the unknown marching
They're coming home

Send in the archers, move out of site
What will remain when the light hit the ground
Send in the archers, the final strike
Call of your game and prepare for a fight

Now when hope is lost we'll know when light hits the ground

Here comes the archers the final strike
Call of your game and prepare for the fight