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Summon the darkness, summon the fight, buried in all men's souls

Stand at the ready, steadfast and right, where the battle winds blow

Storms ride, laying waste to the land

Run for your death is at hand

See the gallows are calling for you

As the axes seal your doom

Stand as shadows fall…storm the gates at dawn

Castles of ire, castles of gold, fallen as the bell tolls

Breaking the walls, breaking the tide, where the sword and shield roam

Storms ride, laying waste to the land

Run for your death is at hand

See the gallows are calling for you

As the axes seal your doom

Stand as shadows fall…the chains and the shackles you've wrought have brought death upon you

Storm the gates at dawn

At the dawn of the axe

Hours on hours spent sending men to the gloom

The birds of prey are circling over the tombs

This conquest has started and ends under the runes

Wrath, calling out to the stars

The sign of the axe emblazoned on our black hearts

Onwards from this hell

Forwards see them felled

Take command at the dawn of the axe

The fallen deceivers are left in the sun for the rats

As the dawn becomes endless to you for this sun never sets

Brace for the fight…Slaughter!

At the dawn of the axe

From the North to the South at the edge of time

From the East to the West now the axeblades shine

Storms, ride laying waste to the land

Run for your death is at hand

See the gallows are calling for you

As the axes seal your doom

Stand as shadows fall

Storming the enemies gates at the dawn of the axe

Chant with your last breath at the dawn of the axe

Embrace the veil of death at the dawn of the axe