In the Dark Age
When the world was still ruled by hordes of wolves
And forests were haunted by demons and trolls
An army under the sign of the Horns stood up
To pure the world of the Holy Cross
Guided by stormwinds they sailed across the Poisoned Sea
Towards the land of the Christian enemy
After many nights had passed away
And the hate had grown stronger and stronger
They finally set foot on the hostile plains
To conquer
To kill
To destroy
To burn the enemies of Satan's Majestic Empire
In the darkness of the frosty night they could see
A gate of eternal fires protected by a christian army
For this gate was the one and only way
To enter the hiding place of Jesus Christ
And his filthy empire of hypocritical holiness