The watcher and the blade
The guardian of the law
O watcher of the old world
Voice of the ancient spirits
Speak through thy dormancy
Bless us with twilight wisdom
A thousand millennia have passed
Crooked ideals oozing poison
Corrupting the black matter
Thy slumber still untouched
Verminkind soiling thy kingdom
A congregation of impotence
United under false banners
A symbol for the fall to come
Abominations and horrors, tremble
Iron-clad hand clutching the blade
In the filth the foul will fester
Unworthy of the life essence
A call from beyond the stars
Two worlds melting into one
The awakening of the celestial being
Thy judgement hour has come
A sword to pierce the darkness
Beheading the vile serpent
Balance must be kept
Chaos forced to order
Divine fires purging the heretics
No will to forgive
No will to forget