Master Of Fire - Mörk Gryning

The air is thick of fog

A calm but ominous atmosphere over the city

A silent but distinct thunder awakes your fear

You wonder what it is but deep inside you

Know what’s coming nearer

Now black formations fills the sky

Stand up in your execution line

Invincible demons ready to take the fight

The Grim Reaper’s here tonight

Legions of demons ready to strike

Powers of hell, grant me the sight

Master of fire, the ancient sire

Let the riders attack tonight

Heaven’s on fire, it’s shining so nice

Kingdom of summer, turned into ice

Our storm is coming and when it arrives it

Will shake the universe

I see a battle, the time for revenge has come

The power is unleashed, it’s the night of the ancient ones

Chtulu — warrior lord — almighty god

Humans are screaming in pain but nothing

Can stop us this night of mayhem

Chaos is now complete, eternal death’s

Your destiny

The air is thick of fog, a calm but ominous atmosphere over the city

We have come to end your crippled kind, stand up in your line

Legions of demons ready to strike

Powers of hell, grant me the sight

Master of nuclear fire, the ancient sire

Let thy riders attack tonight