Behind The Shuttered Door A Voice From Below The Earth

Rumbled Like The Fiery Pits Of The Underworld

And With Such Ferocious Strenght It Spoke, The Entire World Trembled

"Hearken To Me My Legions... Walk Out Into The Light And

Bring Death And Darkness With Thee

March Onwards My Legions... Destroy Everything In Thy Path

March Onwards... Into Battle

...March To War"



The Night Opened It's Eyes And Gazed Upon The Gathered Armies Of Men

Who Greeted The Coming Horrors With A Warrior's Hail And Swords Prepared To Kill

Endless Was The Stream Of Black That Float From The Heart Of Darkness

Greeting The Men With A Deafening Shriek And Weapons Raised In Malicious Hate

Onwards Onto The Battlefield To Welcome Death And Embrace The Sufferings Of War

With A Thundering Roar The Armies Clashed Filling The Day With The Sound Of Death



Still The Voice Thundered Over The Sounds Of The Battle,

Spreading It's Poisonous Words To The Attacking Legions, Encouraging

Their Maiming, Praising Their Killing And Honouring The

Slaughter They Brought With Them... And Pushed Them Further Onwards:

"Hearken To Me My Legions... Walk Further Through The Light

And Bring Death And Darkness With Thee

March Onwards My Legions... Bring Pain And Suffering On The Way

March Onwards... Into Victory

March Onwards... Into Battle"