From barren desertlands through the plains
Armed and ready, eyes that glance for fate
Riders charge to dethrone all kings
Triumph by the mighty hammer, swing!

Rise! Devil's child
Rise! Seize the night
The path we march is set
The devil's got our back

Drag them under, night of thunder
Torn asunder in a night of thunder

The pendulum of time it swings for death
The clash of blood and iron soils the land
Marching forward from the eldritch pits
Blessed by the eternal serpent's hiss

Stormraiders, Moon and snake our mark
Screaming as the faithless souls depart
Apep's burning star it shines again
Bringing thunder as we ride from hell