Fell cries shatter the midnight silence The hour has come For the scourge to sweep these lands We are the blade at the throat of the world We'll carve our creed In the flesh of the unborn And the rivers cease to flow Empires overthrown Gather all who would oppose this new unfolding Bury their hearts In the ruins of their yesterdays So far as the shadow reaches out And fear takes hold The ashen plague consumes All beauty that you've known And the rivers cease to flow Empires overthrown