Lonely wanderings in forests so proud In search of, where you burned Paths long forgotten, to the hill Hidden from all, of the burning souls Dead by the flames of inquisition In the name of god Sad I think of you who were murdered For all the lies
Here is my soul I lay it down to you For all you died for I will strike again I lift my sword Can't you hear the thunder I raise my banner We are riding on
Your unholy voices deep from the earth Fullfill my soul with icewinds so cold Blackest knowledge deep in my mind Your evil cult will never die
Dark are the paths I walk for you But also dark are the mighty shadows Around the horned throne
Here is my soul I lay it down to you For all you died for I will strike again I lift my sword Can't you hear the thunder I raise my banner We are riding on
