Shadows dance among the windswept streets of this
Woodside hamlet where our chase has ended
But in the silence, as the sky grows dark with storm
Raiken grows restless, and he breaks of for the
Baron's manor
There he still hangs from the sky
Beware the sounds of the dead as they rise
Holiest rites make me your vessel and fill me with power
To turn away darkness
Heavenly light shine down upon us and make me your force
For this is my wrath divine
From the scraps beneath him history reveals
Grief had driven him to sick obsession
Now unchained, his dead love walks before us
Followed by shambling hordes, the slaughtered
town unleashed
My prayers shall open the sky
Beware my fury shall summon the light
Holiest rites make me your vessel and fill me with power
To turn away darkness
Heavenly light shine down upon us and make me your force
For this is my wrath divine
Wrath divine
This is my wrath divine
By the Hammer and Flame, the Spear and the Blade
- Brother this is no time for prayer!
Grant me your power to put an end to this blasphemy
- These things are not dying!
My wrath divine
This is my wrath divine
My prayers shall open the sky
Beware my fury shall summon the light
I am the one calling the Heavens to burn like the sun
To turn away darkness
Heavenly light is coursing within me and I am the force
And this is my wrath divine
Holiest rites make me your vessel and fill me with power
To turn away darkness
Heavenly light is coursing within me and I am the force
And this is my wrath divine