The dawn has broken crimson this day of defloration
Ironclad reclamation across the frozen dale fearlessly
Cold dominion our soldiers take formation the tundras
Desolation some call it hell but its our home we have to
Fight there is no turning back our legions storm ice
Covered fields our blood runs cold endure our winter
Thirty fold with vorpal blades imperial into the white abyss we go
The advent is here dawn of the antichrist they tread our
World on borrowed time pushed back amongst the
Shadows disguised for centuries the time is now to rise
And crush our christian enemies
Its time to strike there is no second chance our brethren
Swarm with sword and shield its time to die for our
Christian enemy
To now law of mercy shall we yield god fearing blood
Stains red the field the conquest grows near dawn of the
End of christ poisoned our young for the last time oh to
Slay their lord divine
Empire laden on frost ivory towers dipped in crystalline
Gloss my frozen kingdom we are cold in the heart of
Glaives of ice we wield white wolves of victory march
Resistance to books of fictions insistence upon
Beheading jesus pestilence for all believers defenseless
Against the great deceiver
The advent is here dawn of the antichrist they tread our
World on borrowed time the end of christiankind empire
Laden in frost ivory towers dipped in crystalline gloss my
Frozen kingdom we are cold in the glaives of live we
Wield white wolves of victory march
The dawn has broken crimson this day of defloration
Ironclad reclamation across the frozen dale fearlessly
Cold dominion our soldiers take formation the tundras desolation some call it hell but its our home hell