Through withered trees and desolate plains
We ride like phantoms, breaking through chains
With iron strength, in shadows, we prepare
To conquer fears with every breath of air

In cursed lands, where angels dare not weep
We carve our fate through secrets dark and steep
With stolen light, we rise from depths of pain
In the shadows, we reclaim our name

From the depths of hell, we grasp the night
With iron hearts, in shadows, we proclaim
In the grim twilight, our will defies the night
Amidst the darkness, our spirits take flight

Under blood-red skies, our rage ignites
In a sea of torment, we embrace the fight
Steel and bone, in the furnace we collide
Through the shattered veil, our powers reside

With hollow eyes, we face the night
In the iron void, we take our flight
Within this wasteland, our ghosts remain
Through the shattered night, we endure the pain

In the howling wind, where shadows scream
With iron chains, we break the darkest dream
Through the crimson night, where nightmares churn
In the furnace of spite, we will not burn

With hollow eyes, we face the night
In the iron void, we take our flight
Within this wasteland, our ghosts remain
Through the shattered night, we endure the pain