Lyrics

(INTRODUCTION)

From the West they came with
swords, chariots glittering in the sun.
Preists in black lust for blood. Siezing,
conquering with strong hands.
Listen to the whispers now as tales
come from the East of fires and magic,
And the name of​ ​ TESHALEH​ ...

(HORN SOUNDS)

Outside swirls desert sands
Swords ready near our hands
Then within the smokey hall
The horn sounds our battle call

Ah, ah
Ah, ah

Spill the blood of evil men
Bonded by the night
Rise to call our brotherhood
Ancient in might

From the tombs once silent
The darkness calls
We charge to daylight
From the temple hall

Ah, ah
Ah, ah

Spill the blood of evil men
Bonded by the night
Rise to call our brotherhood
Ancient in might

(CHANTING)

The legions of dead
A sorcerous fate
The sand soaked red
As our blades lay to waste

Ah, ah
Ah, ah

Spill the blood of evil men
Bonded by the night
Rise to call our brotherhood
Ancient in might