Dark hills, land of the dead
Graves, tombs, tumulus of the fallen heroes
Morbid warfare, annihilation and sorrow
Agonic cries of the tormented souls

Resounds in the night as a nightmarish thunderstorm
Armies of the dead night errands
Riding through the battered hills
Towards a lugubrious battalion of spectral warriors

The battle of the perished at war
For centuries, as night falls, rise the fallen
To fight the eternal battle
To fight the enemy
To find peace in the Kingdome of darkness