Summoning the Storm) -

Summoned from the fields of terror

We approach with a ghastly speed

Devoted to the cause of aggressive submission

Striking down the enemy’s opposition

Brought forth by the sun

Riding on the streams of destruction

Our wings are carried by blackest emotions

Carrying the instruments of perdition

Resistance is futile and expect no mercy

As your movements attracts our attention

No life will be spared nor the opportunity will be given

To oppose the usurper’s visions

We?

re all here to proclaim your doom

And to end your rule in fire

Praying won?

t help and crying is senseless

As you drown in the sea of blood

A prey is spotted, the dive being set in

The howling will paralyze your mind

Craving for blood, eyes fixated

Claws reach out for striking

Sudden death is our game

Experience your morbid fate

Returning to the lair of the victorious

As our mission is fulfilled

Resistance is futile and expect no mercy

As your movements attracts our attention

No life will be spared nor the opportunity will be given

To oppose the usurper’s visions