The Advent

The dawn has broken crimson

This day of defloration

Ironclad reclamation

Across the frozen dale

Fearlessly cold dominion

Our soldiers take formation

The tundras desolation

Some call it hell but it's our home

We have to fight

There is no turning back

Our legions storm ice

Covered fields

Our blood runs cold

Endure our winter thirtyfold

With vorpal blades imperial

Into the white abyss we go

The advent is here

Dawn of the Antichrist

They tread our world on borrowed time

Pushed back amongst the shadows

Disguised for centuries

The time is now to rise

And crush our Christian enemies now

It's time to strike

There is no second chance

Our brethren swarm with sword and shield

It's time to die

For our Christian enemy

To no law of mercy shall we yield God-fearing

Blood stains red the field

The conquest grows near

Dawn of the end of Christ

Poisoned our young for the last time

Oh, to slay their lord divine

Empire laden on frost

Ivory towers dipped in crystalline gloss

My frozen kingdom, we are cold in the heart of

Glaives of ice we wield white wolves of victory march

Resistance to books of fictions

Insistence upon beheading Jesus

Pestilence for all believers

Defenseless against the great deceiver

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The advent is here

Dawn of the Antichrist

They tread our world on borrowed time

Oh, the end of Christian kind

Empire laden in frost

Ivory towers dipped in crystalline gloss

My frozen kingdom we are cold in the heart of

Glaives of ice we wield white wolves of victory march

The dawn has broken crimson

This day of defloration

Ironclad reclamation

Across the frozen dale

Fearlessly cold dominion

Our soldiers take formation

The tundras desolation

Some call it hell but it's our home

Hell