Thy last war of times

Standing on raven's throneside
With eyes opened black
And hordes from heaven's fall
Feast upon damnation

And mountains so near to the land
Of black covered hearts
Tamed in devastation
By the shadows of satan

[darkwings:]
Return from it's battle horizon
Sheer melted hearts
Wrapped in honour of wisdom gloomed
And with mortal bills
Blooded

Standing on raven throneside
With eyes opened black...

Dark wariors sealed with night's aura
Open their wings for the great times
For this last war

For thy last war of times
For thy last war of times