Covered in ashes, drenched in blood Witness this apocalyptic funeral pyre Covered in ashes, drenched in blood Of Gods, kings and vagabonds alike Covered in ashes, drenched in blood Keeper of the spark of creation, the blade of flame Covered in ashes, drenched in blood Hearken the call of the fabled shrieking horn "This is the moment I ride forth Accompanied by my sons of the barren earth I wield my sword and incinerate all Casting all worlds back before their birth" In the chaos of battle shall the heaven be cloven And the sons of salvation ride thence The Redeemer shall ride first And both before and after him burning fire Redeemer I am called For I make the earth shiver Empty the oceans on fertile land Let the heavens drone Resound the horrifying darkness of death The star bearing wind I put in motion With my thunderous call rich with ravenous wrath And penetrate into the deepest forests But the minds of young and old I reach With my steady voice full of malice