The Advent

The dawn has broken crimson, this day of defloration Ironclad reclamation, across the frozen dale Fearlessly cold dominion, our soldiers take formation The tundras desolation, some call it hell but its our home We have to fight, there is no turning back Our legions storm ice covered fields Our blood runs cold, endure our winter thirty fold With vorpal blades imperial into the white abyss we go The advent is here, dawn of the antichrist They tread our world on borrowed time Pushed back amongst the shadows Disguised for centuries The time is now to rise and crush our christian enemies Its time to strike, there is no second chance Our brethren swarm with sword and shield Its time to die, for our christian enemy To now law of mercy shall we yield god fearing blood stains red the field The conquest grows near, dawn of the end of christ Poisoned our young for the last time Oh to slay their lord divine Empire laden on frost, ivory towers dipped in crystalline gloss My frozen kingdom we are cold in the heart of glaives of ice We wield white wolves of victory march Resistance to books of fictions Insistence upon beheading jesus Pestilence for all believers Defenseless against the great deceiver The advent is here, dawn of the antichrist They tread our world on borrowed time The end of christiankind Empire laden in frost, ivory towers dipped in crystalline gloss My frozen kingdom we are cold in the glaives of live We wield white wolves of victory march The dawn has broken crimson This day of defloration Ironclad reclamation Across the frozen dale Fearlessly cold dominion Our soldiers take formation The tundras desolation Some call it hell but its our home hell