(Music: Dark, Vassago)(Lyrics: Vassago, Dark)
- Charge !!!
Warwinds, fragments of a passed life passes by
a new dimension arises
soul is sealed, but some scars can never heal
battlelust, slay with sword
a master is born, carefully caressed by female skin
lying in blood of womb, licking salt on sword
blood boils, the body is weak but is growing stronger
Born to create a new era of death and destruction
born to retake the crown once lost
born to gather forgotten legions
souls of warriors gathers again
...on towards the Unholy Crusade
Lacrimae Mundi
shall gather every ocean
a massive tide of unholy water shall flood away all souls
the born master summons the four horsemen of the apocalypse
to gather the souls of all fallen warriors
scattered souls are healed again, back to the strength they once possessed
Unholy crusade !