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Verse 1

In this land of heathens only misery we find.

Lord of the lost is leading the children of the blind.

They are just empty shells with no soul within.

Brothers of godlessness and sisters of sin.

Bridge

We don't make the rules. We are only servants of the lord.

In this land of fools, in his name we raise our sword.

Chorus

In the lands of sin and sorrow, we are the bringers of tomorrow. Take our hand and praise the lord and you will be reborn.

We don’t care to whom you bow, salvation will be here and now. Take your hand, we'll show you how, we are the Rise of the Black Dawn.

Verse 2

We bring salvation to this godforsaken horde.

So many unthankful for the Bounty of the lord.

Unholy altars and the idols made of stone.

The scent of the sacrifice leads us to heathen throne