At Dawn They Die - Maelstrom

As the sunlight infests their minds

I lust for the demise of the race of the mortal kind

Sound the horn.

Now we engage

We are unleashed

Fuelled with hatred

Come night we march

Read the chapters of a thousand years

Glorify the death of kings

Praise be to our tyrant lord

Open the gates.

Strike all with death

We are unleashed.

Fuelled with hatred

Come night we march

At dawn they die

This dark illusion is deceiving the eyes

The light is fading and the dusk draws nigh

My love, I thought I’d never see you again

And now this path before us stretches on as far as I can see

We hate the race of men!

I hate the race of men!

At night we march!

At dawn they die!

As the sunlight infests their minds

They lust for the demise

Of the race of the mortal kind

Sound the horn.

Now they engage