This night will soon begin, how peaceful, oh so tranquil.
In the shadows as we lie, at dusk we rise.
I forsee, at dusk we rise our armies will follow, with strategy,
one kill and all, watch as their blood flows.
Clad in mail we break their stronghold, strike them down leaving them lie cold,
blood will gush the warriors storm, flesh we hack, the warriors storm.
At dusk we rise, surprise, as we storm through the battle, run or die,
we take control of your abode, leaving no one alive.
At dusk we rise, surprise as we storm through this battle, run or die,
they battle on but they are no match for us,
they'd be better off preparing for the next world.
Blood flecked and wounded, the fall of the enemy,
prepare to meet thy faithful doom,
we cannot hold the enemy any longer,
disaster met us, while I'm here in sorrow,
with the loss of so may brave men.
