In the Dark Age When the world was still ruled by hordes of wolves And forests were haunted by demons and trolls An army under the sign of the Horns stood up To pure the world of the Holy Cross Guided by stormwinds they sailed across the Poisoned Sea Towards the land of the Christian enemy After many nights had passed away And the hate had grown stronger and stronger They finally set foot on the hostile plains To conquer To kill To destroy To burn the enemies of Satan's Majestic Empire In the darkness of the frosty night they could see A gate of eternal fires protected by a christian army For this gate was the one and only way To enter the hiding place of Jesus Christ And his filthy empire of hypocritical holiness