Hour Of Penance

No light beyond our backs
No sound before our voice raices
Aeons of darkenss are passed by right now
Kneel down we're your leaders
Don't forget it
Shoulder in this unholy war
Bow down we're the saviors of your filthy
Souls tilt at the vile tormentors
We will lead you against your oppressors
We will set your minds free
We will write new precepts with their blood
We will die for the glory of the truth!
We are coming
We will knock back to redeem them
We are the army, we're your lords
We're your needs
Kneel down we're your leaders
Don't forget it
Shoulder in this unholy war
Biw diwn we're the saviors
Of your filthy souls
Tilt at the vile tormentors
Strike them!
No fame without your nerve