On swift wings, make haste across the landscape Thus, you are the messenger of death With black strokes, Make your way into the moongate You all-seeing shadow to the earth Yes, you are of black ice And the thunder in the past Thus, you see yourself in the abyss Your visions - the coming of the many A cavalacade in revelations path And with nightfall, conquer all in darkness A crimson sun drowning weak in blood Battles roar in ancient times of warlike days Ever so clear. endurance until the end! Ascendancy. slay them all in vengeance, now Stain the ground with poison From their feeble minds Now see th valleys drink the pestilent blood A breeze of flesh across the plains On swift wings, make haste across the landscape Thus, you are the messenger of death With black strokes, Make your way into the moongate You all-seeing shadow to the earth.