My Thoughts Are Dark They Speak Of Deep Anger Among The Tombstones, I Walk.

The Remains Of My People Is Entombed Here. There's No One Left - But Me.

I Have Sworn By My Own Blood That This Undoing Will Be Revenged

By My Fathers Sword. I Will Speak To The God Of War

And My Hail Shall Be Heard

I Will Hunt These Weak Infidels. My People's Souls Must Be

Given Their Rest, They Must Be Given Their Rest, I Will Hunt!

Through Sorrow And Hatred I Will Gather My Strength

Never Shall I Rest, Until My Dying Day I Will Hunt!