From dusk till dawn, the poison siren sings her song
Rage bleeds through her skin, walls of patience caving in
Cowards caged by sword, still sheathed at the brink of war
One flick of the wrist, his army shall cease to exist
The horizons of chaos
Cast down a plague, pestilent, vile dismay
The horizons of chaos
Whores of war, on their knees, begging for mercy
High noon above the dunes, corpses caress these ruins
Drifting across the wastelands, the siren starts to chant
Fire in her eyes, bringing blackened skies
A redemption for the restless, decimation of the fearless
The horizons of chaos
The fallen grip the sand, last breath, last stand
The horizons of chaos
Content with dying, the hopeless keep trying
Warriors to walk the paths of the dead
All is lost, kiss your cross