Army of Darkness

I can feel the darkness as the Moon holds the Sun
Townsfolk pray for our guidance as we're approaching the gated walls
Arise for the clash of centuries, past knights and armies
Your tears for our king have fueled our prophecy
We conquered and plundered to claim our true aegis
Spread our grand tale, for we shall reclaim our throne (our throne)

Head for the tunnels
Walls lit by fires as we approach the catacombs
We draw our plans of engagement
It is time, for he will die, his end is near
Serfs will attack from inside as we strike true from above
His legion will not survive
Fata viam invenient
O momento ex sanguine victor nascitur
Vixi et liber moriar sed dum spiro spero

At dawn, we rise
Prep them to fight
For the good of mortals
Night falls upon the land, I stir restless in anticipation
What if our strength can't withstand his wrath?
I must get rest for the battle

I can feel the darkness as the Moon holds the Sun
Townsfolk march forward towards the wizard's undead regime's shield wall
Arise for the clash of centuries past knights and armies
Your tears for our king have fueled our prophecy
We conquered and plundered to claim our true aegis
Fight for your kin, for we shall reclaim our throne (our throne)

Hold form for the brawl, go
We fly above fighting for our kingdom
Swords clash below, undead knights die in haste
The wizard's powers have grown since our last engagement
He will not die, we must fly

Wizard's wand gives his powers, we must destroy it
He is too strong, how will this fight end?
Flank the sides while I grab it
The elden stav gives us the valor to prevail

Peasants fight under us, battles lost
We're all that's left now
The wizard's powers dwindle without his wand

Fortes nascunt in flamma et ferro
Inveniam viam aut faciam
Virtus tentamine gaudet

Power the elden stav's core
To triumph, we surge in twilight
Move to hold him, I'll use the stav's charge

O respice finem memento mori
Stav will unleash
Mors janua vitae

Vanquish him
We fight to save the place we call to our last chance or we die
Malfeasance for profit

Yield, for you're outmatched by me
They will now strike, round up the townspeople

We'll be too weak for you
But the elden stav will bring victory

Invictus maneo

Vixi et liver moriar, sed dum spiro spero
Per mortem meam, orbis resurget