Battles Rage in the Infernal Depth - Dark Fortress

Upon a hilltop, surrounded by flame

In my fist clenched a blade from blackened crystal

Grown before me the endless fields of carnage

And behind me the whore on her throne

It has begun…

Battles rage in the infernal depth — the war of domination

Seven lords and ladies, sovereigns of the demon thrones.

All made with power

lust

Armies of fire and brimstone, the wailing dead and their kin

Legions of bloodthirsty demons, above on leathery wings

Howls of the cursed and battle cries of those who’ve been fallen in battle

before

Are the signs of attack on this night

Through the blackness and the screams, into the fray I charge

Claiming head after head, piles of the dead behind me

Battles rage in the infernal depth

(Betrayal and treachery)

Voice of the whore:

«Give back to me, all your power, all your sweet, sweet power

As I once gave you life, now I sentence you to die

What was yours is now mine again

And I leave you powerless…»

I am a warrior, I’ve always been.

Mighty and proud, destined to win

In my hand I hold a weapon, a blade of crystal black

With blood in my eyes I rush to attack

In the heat of battle, I’m in her back, with one fell stab

And then I’m drinking her blood.

Drowning in her blood

Battles rage in the infernal depth — the war of domination

(This power is burning within me, all turns black before my eyes

And I can hear it as the mirror shatters and the gates are closed…)