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