On the fringe of extinction
When worlds come to collide
The death bringers
Will ride
In lands dyed crimson
With the blood of brothers in arms
By holy vengeance
We thrive
I've dreamed of villains
Who will come sailing the depths
And inside their bodies
Bring death
Angry warriors of doom
Born in battles man-to-man
And who praise the dead
Withstand the horde
In the light of the Moon
Chased by the ancient cat
One bite and the world
Is turned into dust
Hear the sound of violence
Running strong inside your veins
Your head the feathers
Enwreathe
Jaguars roar like thunder
Foreseeing the fate of mankind
The end of heroes
Divine
Angry warriors of doom
Born in battles man-to-man
And who praise the dead
Withstand the horde
In the light of the Moon
Chased by the ancient cat
One bite and the world
Is turned into dust