Born in twilight, sworn to vengeance To engage an ancient battle Beyond good, beyond evil Of winters descent, sons of the colossus Prepare for the infernal gather Iron forging victory Night breads fearless soldiers Ready the armies, ready the men Heaken, heed my warning The end has come to pass Armies forlorn, Landscapes scorned Heaven burns, the masses yearns A beheading must take place At the obsolete shores Through the land by procession Perished has the shameful It's time for this generation To leave it's filthy throne Scatter the fires of theses souls Demised Wreak this wretched havoc Steer the winds of flesh and lust By the gods I've taken my land in possession Below black Clouds scaped In darkness veiled The cosmic imperium We shall inverit These lands For we are The sons of the colossus