Trudging through the ice fields Destination the dark mountains To gather the blood-thirsty Hordes Ritual in the night Summoning the powers of our Lord We descend, destroy, annihilate The filthy enemy tribes Hear our Warcry Warcry!
We fall upon your sacred places And frost covers the ground Warmth only comes From spilled blood!
Tearing down the masses Atonement of Hyperion Procreating the frost-bitten souls Bringing the end to religious façade Carcass of your impotent God Layered and layered in ice Lead by dark spells The ice storms bring the end The end!
