We are the holy ones
Gathering in silent grove
Willing blood sacrifice
Written in the stone
Subterranean hall
Shining badge upon each breast
Imbued with ancient magic
Engraved upon the flesh

Enchanted
Bewitched beneath the stars

Set forth in flame
Summoned for the Crystal Cave
Preceded by my fame
Enemy of the grave

Disciple of the Serpent Star
Holy revealer of the Secret God

The sleeping lords will writhe
Upon the pillars of the moon
A barrow opened to the sky
Behold the herald of the light

Brand of destiny
Mastery of martial craft
Metallurgic supremacy
Imbued with runes to light the path
Nocturnal prowl
Sunder tombs by lunar light
Clad in cape and cowl
I am the enemy of the night

Mark my silhouette
Fear me like the day
Horn blaring in the dark
Enemy of the grave

Disciple of the Serpent Star
Holy revealer of the Secret God