The Advent - The Black Dahlia Murder

The dawn has broken crimson

This day of defloration

Ironclad reclamation

Across the frozen dale

Fearlessly cold dominion

Our soldiers take formation

The tundras desolation

Some call it hell but its our home

We have to fight

There is no turning back

Our legions storm ice covered fields

Our blood runs cold

Endure our winter thirty fold

With vorpal blades imperial

Into the white abyss we go

The advent is here

Dawn of the antichrist

They tread our world on borrowed time

Pushed back amongst the shadows

Disguised for centuries

The time is now to rise

And crush our christian enemies

Its time to strike

There is no second chance

Our brethren swarm with sword and shield

Its time to die

For our christian enemy

To now law of mercy shall we

Yield god fearing blood stains red the field

The conquest grows near

Dawn of the end of christ

Poisoned our young for the last time

Oh to slay their lord divine

Empire laden on frost

Ivory towers dipped in crystalline gloss

My frozen kingdom we are cold in the heart

Of glaives of ice

We wield white wolves of victory march

Resistance to books of fictions

Insistence upon beheading Jesus

Pestilence for all believers

Defenseless against the great deceiver

The advent is here, dawn of the Antichrist

They tread our world on borrowed time

The end of christiankind

Empire laden in frost

Ivory towers dipped in crystalline gloss

My frozen kingdom we are cold

In the glaives of live

We wield white wolves of victory march

The dawn has broken crimson

This day of defloration

Ironclad reclamation

Across the frozen dale

Fearlessly cold dominion

Our soldiers take formation

The tundras desolation

Some call it hell but its our home hell