X-Wild

Turn back the tide of a thousand years
When the hunted were many, the land was in tears
The dark one has placed his hands on the earth
His minions, no mercy, no quarter today
The dreams of the men were shattered and drawn
With death in the valleys and fire in the glens
The old and the sick were slaughtered in vain
Left for the ravens to be carried away
In the deepest of lairs, he summoned his hordes
Begin, sons of darkness, the mother of wars
Spread my disease on this pestilent race
The fighting, the burning, the sword and the mace
He gazed in the flames, the beast that was he
He now was the master of all he did see
The wails of the women, the charnel house smell
He laughed at their bodies, the tears for the dead
Hail, Sons of darkness
Hail, warriors call
Hail, we'll conquer together
Hail, my carrion hordes
The earth it was riven, scarred in pain
The people were solemn, laughter insane
No hope for the future, just a gateway to Hade
Infernal damnation for the weak and the lame
Cruel winter, came for all, was too soon
Perished the forests and withered the blooms