This land is cursed barron and death The winds of plague have swept away The purest of souls to suffer in this blackened waste The purest of souls to suffer in this blackened waste They've taken everything Left nothing but decay Fight four our homes Fight for this land once ours Rise from the slumber of ages Re-waken this crusade of vengeance The flames of revenge carry us on The flames of revenge carry us on Awake the souls of all who could not stand before As they fight this infernal tyranny We hail this battle with deafening cries But it is our blades that speak The just we desire the justice desired The purest of souls to suffer in this blackened waste The purest of souls to suffer in this blackened waste All hail the dead for they did not die in vein All hail the dead for they did not die in vein All hail the dead for they did not die in vein Tired and weak we must continue Tired and weak we must continue We will not rest until the throne is reclaimed Thousands now join Our quest is laid before us Thousands now join The flames of revenge carry on The flames of revenge carry on