When the sun goes down
and the shades cover the lands
The nightfall comes with rage
spreading its magic for all of the damned
The sky begins to scream in anger
with the clouds dancing wild
This is the sign for us to hear
to settle our dark horses

And to begin our ride
against everything that is not true
and to oppose our enemies
We wield and spread a great black flame!

When you hear our cry
and the trampling on the field
Then we will show for all the world
of what we are made
Don't mess with us!
Don't FUCK with us!
'cause we will strike you to the ground

And hunting like wolves
under a thousand storms
We'll lust for the blood
and the death of our enemies

Chorus:
Like a blackstorm
We come from the night
wielding our shady swords
We strike and destroy
Screaming our battle songs
MADE OF METAL!!!