1. INTRO

(Instrumental)


2. THE BATTLE

Follow the bony way in line of Nord
There where the raven covers the sky
Fragrance of decay show your way
Fy giant black castle

I sit on a throne of ivory
Skulls and bones at the end
The magic ball of wisdom on the
Right side and the scepter in my hand

I see the battle in the ball of wisdom
Angels and demons contest`s fight
Blood flows in streams like rain from above
The battle in heaven
Against the fool of exhaustion

I am the master and I decide
Over live and death
With my horse I strike the heaven
To fight with axe and sword
And kill thy angelbreed

With the death of an angel
My might is getting bigger and stronger
I enjoy the suffering of angels
It bewitches my hatefull heart

I am Lordaeron, the master
Of the demons
The mighty dark warrior
The son of Mortem, the wizzard
The father of all witches


3. RETURN OF THE WINTERFOREST

Thousand years of travelling
Through countries of summer
Through living woods of beauty
Lost swamps of death
And mountains in eternal fog

But now I stand in front of
The gates to my kingdom
I am the lord of the winterforest
And now i have returned to my kingdom

I enter the dark waste unknown landscape
And ravens greet me and whisper my name
My secret ancient name of might

I feel the pure coldness of my realm
And my forest appears in the far
Covered and filled with black magic

No live dwells their beore the day is over
Night falls and slowly the first creatures awake
I see their evil soules but they will never see me

They will never enter my black castle
Witches appear in the middle of the woods
On a grey mountain covered with snow and blood


4. BLACK HORDES OF HATRED

Dark horned warriors emerge
From the depth of the northern abbys
Hell spawn rage is the fuel of their wrath
Immortal hatred rules their domain

Black hordes of hatred march again
Another battle has just begun
War cries and trumpets
Sound through the air
The enemies of god charge for attack

The black hordes of hatred...
Death... is their aim
Suffering... their victims die in pain
Crying... wounded they crawl in the dust
Doomed... to perish in the battledust

Swords and battleaxes are wielded
Hammersof war wash holy skulls
Limbs are torn apart from weak bodies
Red blood flows throughout the battlefield

The black hordes of hatred fight
They declare war against holy joy
Gruesome battles of unholy misery
Are brought into the land of the light

Black hordes of hatred march again
Another battle has just begun
War cries and trumpets
Sound through the air
the enemies of god charge for attack

The horizon of holy ones has darkened
The lambs of god will be raped and slaughtered
Fear and torture rule their fate
The followers of light agonize...

The black hordes of hatred...
Death... is their aim
Suffering... their victims die in pain
Crying... wounded they crawl in the dust
Doomed... to perish in the battledust

The black hordes of hatred
The deciples of satanas
The warriors of the unholy master


5. THE WAR OF THE SORCERERS

In the night of horried gloom
An ancient circle prepares for doom
Rising sky--high, fullmoon night
The banners we raise for eternal fight

Dark forest nothing to see
Invisible force of sorcery
The druids of the ancient tribe
His fruit of his darkspell is ripe

It is the war of the sorceres
Fire of black magic spell
In the name of Cernumnos
Evoke the mystical force of hell

Chant of necromancers hound
Flying cloven hooves
Don`t touch the ground
The wizzard summons enemy`s fear
Frozen to dust he can not stay here

Enchant Aradia and the evil eye
Ghostriders blaze across the sky
Those warriors prepare to die
It`s time for them to say goodbye

It is the war of the sorceres
Fire of black magic spell
In the name of Cernumnos
Evoke the mystical force of hell

Eternal conflict of races war
There is no escape to unlock this door
The everlasting realm of death
Is chocking all to their last breath