Long ago they tasted
The bitterness of defeat
Far from home, ten thousand years ago
They witnessed the sin of betrayal
Recollections of memories past
They bleed for the angel's sacrifice
They're the hand of the emperor's wrath
The instrument of his will
The edge of the sword, the tip of the spear
And they shall know no fear
By the chalice of blood they will unite
One last blade of deliverance
On wings of gold the angels ascend
And vengeance is their name
Upon wings of fire they arrive
When war calls and blood is spilled
The visions from the vengeful spirit
Grip them with a fury born from the sacrifice
Of the firstborn
The golden angel
For all the brothers they have lost
The ones that will never rise again
Fearless the sons of Baal
Into the fires of battle they go
They ride upon the wings of fate
Drink deep of victory
And remember the fallen
Upon wings of fire they arrive
When war calls and blood is spilled
The visions from the vengeful spirit
Grip them with a fury born from the sacrifice
Of the firstborn
The golden angel
Retribution will come
Look to the skies for your salvation
Into the furnace of war
Together as one
They will stand, they will fight, they will die
Upon wings of fire they arrive
When war calls and blood is spilled
The visions from the vengeful spirit
Grip them with a fury born from the sacrifice
Of the firstborn
The golden angel
Grip them with a fury born
From the sacrifice
Of the firstborn
The golden angel
Upon wings of fire
They will die