1. CATACOMBS OF THE ICE KING

Eradicate this wretched evil,
And banish this unholy curse,
Steel exiles you to the fires of sodom,
For your gommorah lays in ashes.

Deliver the evil upon your souls,
And the fires will burn brightly once again.
Enthroned in a twilight eclipse,
Of ad infinitum madness.

There’s no escape from this onslaught
The Gods have decided your fate,
Exiled you to the fires of Sodom,
For your kingdom lays in ashes.

Molten lava discharged from the rocky wastes,
Disfigures human flesh on impact,
Torching the expanse with it’s torridness,
The master reinstates his throne,
As the damned devour mortal meat,
Darkness descends on the land,
Thousands fall in the great war.

For the river runs red with blood,
The lord of darkness arises from the holocaust,
His minions scale the fort,
As the gates of babylon rupture open,
Hordes violate the awaiting troops,
As they Deliver the plague upon your soul.

Delivered the evil upon your souls,
The fires are burning once again.
Enthroned in a twilight eclipse,
Of ad infinitum madness.

The master reinstates his throne,
As the damned devour mortal meat,
Darkness descends on the land,
Thousands fall in this massacre.

As night falls in the northern hemisphere
Bodies adorn this once beautiful land
The king is dead... Long live the king !


2. BARODENS BLOOD OATH

Forochel the decaying wasteland of the ice king was destroyed.
By legions of cursed souls spewed forth from hell.
This somber land confined to eternal perdition,
When all hope was washed away.

But not all hope was lost with the death of the king,
Forces gathered with revenge in their hearts.
Hope wasn’t washed away in the rivers of Gahldon,
The time was nigh to evoke the demons from whence they came.

Set out to commit to their oath of their fallen lord.
They would stop at nothing until blood was spilt,
Set out to commit to their oath to Baroden
They would stop at nothing until blood was spilt.

The time is nigh for the kingdom to be reclaimed,
The Ice Kings oath will be fullfilled.

But not all hope was lost with the death of the king,
His Forces were intent to kill.

Into the valley of death we ride,
Grab your weapons and prepare to fight,
Off to the walls of Middenheim,
For our king we will die.


3. AVENGERS OF FOROCHEL

Battle accustomed warriors,
Banished to the glacial wastes,
Abandoned under frost bitten moons,
Arkhan’s legion assembles.

Battle-axes are drawn high,
The unholy battles rages on,
In their rape to regain this sacred realm.

Blood splatters upon the ice,
Disintegrated from its warmth,
Condemned to eternal damnation.

Brothers will die side by side,
Fighting for their king,
Death is their reward,
Avengers of the faith.

Deafening howls echo in the harsh bitter wind,
As steel clashes with flesh and bone,
Hear the screams as the kill begins.

Brothers will die side by side,
Fighting for their king,
Revenge is their reward,
Avengers of the faith.

Ethereal hordes emerged from the forests,
As thousands ascended on the breadth of the fort,
Fire rained from the blackened skies,
In an attack no mortal could survive.