horns of battle trumpet sounds of dimune seething rage fall to the sword of the hierarchy time has come to cleanse the infected hear the howls of the forest thru the darkness lead the horses release the wolves whip the slaves drain them of their will foresee prophecy liturgy impurity lower the gates follow the hounds the scent of Utu besieged raise the flags call to the color guard burning arrows season the onslaught maniacal tyrannical heresy brought to your knees drain the wells poison the livestock burn the fields nothing to breathe