Rising above the tides Bringers of pain and misery Born from the salt of the seas Soldiers of death!!! Storming and murdering with hate Morbid, twisted ways Sharp like the crest of the waves Killing with wrath, assassins in the mist!! From the abyss!! Death!! From the abyss!! Waters stained with red Visions of destruction Feral breath of thunder Rotten breeze of sulphur Storming and murdering with hate Morbid, twisted ways Sharp like the crest of the waves Killing with wrath, assassins in the mist!! From the abyss!! Death!! From the abyss!! With rusty swords and chains, their hearts of black seek rest A ghastly sight of doom They march with no subdue And when the seawinds wail You’ll fear the drowned god’s glare Murder with no remorse Iron price guiding force.