Forthcoming throne of endless black sun
An eclipse set on march
Pale skin riders
Demons on mounts
Dark arbitrators
Legions of war
Regiment of infinite might
An unhollowed realm
Pale skin riders
Demons on mounts
Dark arbitrators
Legions of chaos
Black are the mantles sharp are the swords
Pale are the faces savage the horses
Coming from hell to impale the opposers
Feeding of blood draining the corpses
Loosen the chains of the portal of doom
Bathing on fire flaming inferno
To the eons when darkness command
Into the darkest season we may enter
Forthcoming throne of endless black sun
An eclipse set on march
Regiment of infinite might
An unhollowed realm
Pale skin riders
Demons on mounts
Dark arbitrators
Legions of war
Pale skin riders
Demons on mounts
Dark arbitrators
Legions of chaos
Conquest
War
Famine
Death
The tune of eschaton
Shall penetrate the skulls
As man and beast replies
In trance and worshipness
In wait for the arrival
Of the lord him self
When time no longer counts
No man shall be rememered