The dawn has broken crimson, this day of defloration
Ironclad reclamation across the frozen dale
Fearlessly cold dominion, our soldiers take formation
The tundra's desolation, some call it hell but it's 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
The 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
It's time to strike, there is no second chance
Our brethren swarm with sword and shield
It's time to die for our christian enemy
To no 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 in 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
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The advent is here, dawn of the antichrist
The 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 heart of glaives of ice
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 tundra's desolation, some call it hell but its our home, Hell

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