Dissection

The mountains below we reached by our will
The flame of our swords are burning still
Temptated by the night to spread hate and fear
We're the revenge the blackest, Their souls in our prey
Storms of evil, thunder and might
Their moon's in our eyes, a guiding sight
We're the march of profanity
The darkest breed, again we'll rise
forth against the flocks of the weak
We'll approach a land forlorn
Our hordes arrived/Oh hordes of white,
watch us take your lives
As false you'll fall, falseness disappear