The general rides across the line, shouting orders we may die tonight He sees the men are terrified, word is the enemy can't die Corpses raised up to fight, black magic fills the night Faced with death and defeat we call upon dark forces Embracing the night The priests they chant their phrases and breath in the smoke of the Old Gods The magic of the pagan gods flows through our veins Out comes the champion, armoured all in green He raises his voice to the heavens and lets out his scream Green Guardian Arise green guardian, born of earth infused with chaos His sword brings judgement, his visage feared All around him lie the mages, ripped limb from limb He turns his sword to us to cleanse us from the Earth.