One Thou, the Risen One, Mage Who the power of gods All that you've done, eternal It justifies unholy thoughts You fight alone - Young Gods are Defending their Land You so strong, Darkness is there's no need to defend You do everything If they ask you for help you everyone You pity their grief, you will not deny Whether beggar or mortal to god, there's no thing that can't be done But see belief - they worship the Lie Raise your of black in raging flames You challenge gods in Land No turning back, it's not a The reign of lies must to end Your armies vast the worlds And lands on their way So strong and fast infinite hordes It's time for Young to pay And the battle's At the gate of the Land is Hallowed for all armies are great, much stronger than yours "Outnumbered you're So prepare for the end, now suffer your fall Sealed is your fate - out of your force" "How you, worthless one encroach on holy things Rakoth now you'll be gone or to Seven Kings" "No way, I'll die but free or the tyrants down My armies cannot - they're led by Darkness Crown" The Hallowed is trembling, igneous Summoned from Chaos, incinerate the Lost... The battle's lost, chained and bound Down to the of Worlds Ruined is host, no fame you found Disincarnated by the And all returned - no truth, just And Young Gods the worlds again But people learnt on demise And your defeat was not in spirit lives on And no power for gods to it from mind The after riot, they know no more rest Now not alone Not the slaves but men can no longer be blind The won't be quiet - your spirit will last