The Watcher and the blade The guardian of the law O watcher of the old world Voice of the ancient spirits Speak through thy dormancy Bless us with twilight wisdom A thousand millennia have passed Crooked ideals oozing poison Corrupting the black matter Thy slumber still untouched Verminkind soiling thy kingdom A congregation of impotence United under false banners A symbol for the fall to come Abominations and horrors, tremble Iron-clad hand clutching the blade In the filth the foul will fester Unworthy of the life essence A call from beyond the stars Two worlds melting into one The awakening of the celestial being Thy judgement hour has come A sword to pierce the darkness Beheading the vile serpent Balance must be kept Chaos forced to order Divine fires purging the heretics No will to forgive No will to forget