A golden flag waves over head-march forth with hate
The symbol of the chosen land and what lies beyond the gate
No price paid can deter the loyal legions of the beast
Into battle to suffer for the creature of demonic majesty
Endless war
Battle is the blood of the beast
Trample the fallen
Torn flesh drives the will to defeat
Long have fought the able onеs for the land the creaturе blessed
Long have died the able ones with beast emblazoned upon their chests
Days and nights of unceasing might unleashed upon the hordes
Inherent will to stand and fight as the implement of it's horns
Endless war
Battle is the blood of the beast
Trample the fallen
Torn flesh drives the will to defeat
The treaded path will never fade when trodden as it wills
Creature of demonic majesty feasts but never fills
No holy rite can wash away the power the beast creates
Uphold the torch of evil's will and march forth with hate