Conjured to vindicate
Sworn to return to the confines of the tomb
Buried in the front
Dreaming in contempt through the timeless sleep of death
Satanic legion of the horns
Interred with the arsenal that saw the empire fall
Resuscitated
Resuscitated by immortal scorn
Our enemies may believe in splendor
They may sleep in peace under the tenuous veil of glory
Disregard their fate
They rest with one foot already placed in their graves
The empty basins of the undead
Ablaze with the fulgor of the looming massacre
Resuscitated
Resuscitated by immortal scorn
Destination
Barbaric rites
Designation
Of extreme unction
Consecration of death
Proclaimed to return from beyond the grave
The raging flame of execration never died out
Burning strong in the heart gnawed by the ages
Awakened once more to kill and to destroy
To take the unworthy lives of the usurpers of the throne
Destination
Barbaric rites
Designation
Of extreme unction
Consecration of death
Proclaimed to return from beyond the grave
That is not dead which can eternally abominate