At The Burning Horizon

I summon thee courageous of Vidar and that
Shapes of eternity for above
A horde of immortals, eager for war
Dark warriors, mighty and evil
The power of Vrill, the underworld demons
Burning fury in their stately gait,
An army of immortals surrounded by hate

And when his great scythe
Will blacken the light of the sun
Clear will be the sign
That the battle has begun

Vidar lord of silence
Vidar lord of death

Vidar lord of silence
Vidar lord of death

Vidar lord of silence
Vidar lord of death
Vidar

Came forth sulpherean waves of fiurach
Through you I watch into the seven abysses
I pronounce the unholy words of the first chaos

From secret circles beyond
The secret path of Adonai
Come the leaders of the seven formations
And gather the six lords of thunder

Guides a divine sword, black triangle sovereigns
Angel of abyss, Avadon
Vrill will now rise with clenched fists to the sky
Under command of the lords of wrath

From secret circles beyond
The secret path of Adonai
Come the leaders of the seven formations
And gather the six lords of thunder

At the burning horizon
At the burning horizon