Turn back the tide of a thousand years 
When the hunted were many, the land was in tears 
The dark one has placed his hands on the earth 
His minions, no mercy, no quarter today 
The dreams of the men were shattered and drawn 
With death in the valleys and fire in the glens 
The old and the sick were slaughtered in vain 
Left for the ravens to be carried away 

In the deepest of lairs, he summoned his hordes 
Begin, sons of darkness, the mother of wars 
Spread my disease on this pestilent race 
The fighting, the burning, the sword and the mace 
He gazed in the flames, the beast that was he 
He now was the master of all he did see 
The wails of the women, the charnel house smell 
He laughed at their bodies, the tears for the dead 

Hail, Sons of darkness 
Hail, warriors call 
Hail, we'll conquer together 
Hail, my carrion hordes 

The earth it was riven, scarred in pain 
The people were solemn, laughter insane 
No hope for the future, just a gateway to Hade 
Infernal damnation for the weak and the lame 
Cruel winter, came for all, was too soon 
Perished the forests and withered the blooms 
Nothing was worthy to stand in his way 
He sought out a plan to conquer today 

Hail, Sons of darkness 
Hail, warriors call 
Hail, we'll conquer together 
Hail, my carrion hordes 

Sons of darkness, with banners held high 
Sons of darkness, you're marching to die 

He gathered around him mystics and seers 
Dark incantations to pass on the years 
Spells that were spoken and chants that were made 
A devilish future was all that he craved 
Black swirling midnight, his time it had come 
To travel in time, in an instant was done 
He burst on our world filled with anger and hate 
Destroyer of dreams, deceider of fates 

Reborn in nirvana to murder and maim 
It's you that have called him, and you know his name 
His guises are many, the lord of the lies 
He feeds on your fears and darkens the skies 
His orders are written in granite and stone 
You'll kneel at the throne made from blood and from bones 
The left hand is icy, caressing the skulls 
The right hand has brandished the sceptre of souls