Gaze upon the bleak
Upon the dark lands of yore
A funeral pyre burns
Into the night sky the smoke rises
Calling forth the fathers of old
Bring down your wisdom
Heed us this evil night
Bring us your doom and might
Under the new moon
Black unholy night
And under the dark sky
Black unholy blight
A horde of demons
Enters the realm of man
Descending upon the righteous
Descending upon the good and light
Those followers both cold,
And true
Become the Warriors of Despair
Become the Warriors of Despair
And under the new moon
Black unholy night
And under the dark sky
Black unholy blight