Forsaken, forgotten Born of strife you're bred to die Built on high a desolate citadel remains A sign of power that's gone A horde that comes will lay to waste Those who fall are left behind Legions of damned, new spirits to gleam A glimmer of steel through columns of smoke A pile of bones, a pit of screams Born of strife you've left to die Awaken the doom, we've come from beyond You're damned eternally, you'll suffer unto me For sins all men must pay in time Keeping the ranks, you march to die The wretched and forlorn, will cross these wasted fields Of rocks and dust and face the sky and Embrace the grey and eternal light