Invaders

And from the night comes an endless swarm
Rolled are the drums and blown is the horn
Worthless is to hide behind your gates
Because tonight you shall meet your fate.

We're the sons of primal chaos
Holy fire that burns your lives
We're the storm rage here we come and we'll fight
Till death will take us up high
We're the invaders savage raiders
Blessed by ancient pagan gods
We're the nightmares coming out from the woods
Pervaded by an old nature force.

Bloody madness
Slaughtering fest
By the altar
You'll bow down
Terror's spreading
Children crying
Men are dying
That's the final purge
The final purge.

Death
Death brutal death.

Another town in flames
Another pigshed chastened
To our will
Surrender
To our steel subjugate and die.

Another church's burning
Another tower's falling
Destruction of false gods
You will endure the heathens ire.