Virgin Steele

The mark of war is upon me the taste of blood's on my tongue
I'm the ruler of nations, I am second to none
Like a rainbow on fire, my axe gleams in the sun
Blinding my enenies when the battles begun
They'll see us fly on wings of glory, for the twilight hour's come
Here we ride on wings of fire, staring straight into the sun
The dark host marches eternal it's the last Great War
Spreading scenes of destruction unequaled before
Threre will be no winner, all are destined to die
And from the ashes a new world a vision of Light
Wath us fly on wings of glory, for the twilight hour's come