Demons dwell deep in the jungle The sign of evil points towards the sun The smell of decayed life surrounds you Their blasphemous rituals have just begun Moving onwards to the altar Poisoned arrows aimed at your heart You can hear their violent death screams The stairs drenched black by their blood Evil creatures, half snake and half human Trying to rip your body apart The golden age of civilization Will it end or does it start Might – Magic! Darkness – Sorcery! Armed with Crom’s Might! Might – Magic! Darkness – Sorcery! Your sword reflects the light! The temple turns to dust It will be your fate Eternal Champion’s dead Knock onto Valhalla’s gate