Black clouds gather
On the horizon to the east.
A violent wind blows this way.
The feel of old air empowers my lungs.
The thunderous drums of the past,
Echo off in eternity.
No illusion to my eyes.
The dawn of a new era is upon us.
The return of Thule,
And the rise of a new Armanen empire.
Now is the time for war,
Time for purification.
We are the true essence
Of cosmic supremacy.
Wielding the sword of destiny, and the
Hammer of omnipotent power.
