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Swarms approaching in the dead of the night, raging in from the southern gate

Thousands of sabres, cutting through all the ones with a different fate

You can hide in the snow, hide in the trees to avoid this religious war

Religious or not, this has to stop we shall pray for our mighty lord

Cause in the midst of quake and lightning, HE'LL RETURN

And all the signs of evil rising, WILL BURN

Yeah on his throne he is awaiting - waiting for

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Heroic Return!

Infidels paying their blood to our masters hand

Heroic Return!

Setting free from the stone to defend our land

Yeah the thorn is growing tall and sharp , in the lake where the enemies ride

He will tie his horse to the thorn , and call his brothers to fight on his side.

All the ones who dare, and all who can wield a sword

Will make sure their blood runs to their knees, and kneel before our mighty horde

Cause in the midst of quake and lightning, HE'LL RETURN

And all the signs of evil rising, WILL BURN

On his throne he is awaiting -- waiting for

Chorus

Solo: Mads

Chorus x 2