Pour from the gates like a tide of rage and steel Beheading our foes to add to the Throne of Skulls Hurling our weapons with demonic screams Countless men fall to our wicked onslaught Hate-frenzied hacking, the ground slick with gore Vicious assault, no regard for friend or foe Bellowing war cries as our skull piles grow We will not stop till our skin is stained with blood Lord - On your Throne - We shed blood - In your name Blood - On our hands - Is the blood - Of their god slain Blood for the Blood God, skulls for the Skull Throne Blood for the Blood God, skulls for the Skull Throne Blood for the Blood God, skulls for the Skull Throne All hail the Blood God - Upon the Skull Throne