the army of the night
the strangers to the light
they are the shadows of the world
they will feed you to their swords
you now that you will be found
on the day when all will be undone

I se the fear you have inside
it's either run or hide
or stand by my side and fight
like the kind of man who won't succumb to fright

Hold the line and stand tall
many of our brothers may fall
but when night hase gone and dawn hase come
not a singel heretic will have escaped alive!