Far from the nights of winter Far from the palace of god Clash of the unbound spirits Oh, dark and proud they are I behold the cursed ones I behold the angered eyes Emblem of retribution Vision of abomination
Armageddons Blade!
[CHORUS ONE:]
I stand before a horizon A horizon from blood to blood I stand before a horizon With fire from Satans realms
[VERSE TWO:]
A chalice with boiling blood A chalice with heavens blood A call for the ancients spirits Spawn of purity Countless years, decades of filth Waiting for this god dethrone
[CHORUS TWO:]
Unfold by a source of thunder Revealed from the face of the earth Swords were sprung, spawned as one A blade of armageddon I saw