Through moorland mist and fullmoon light We claimed the devil-tongues! We sailed the sea in ghoulish night, Salt water filled our lounges
We made our way through frost and snow, Under arctic skies. Through monuments of steel - below! A shadow did arise With fear you will stumble, Before the deamons you will see.
From the grottos of hell to the dark Skies above
The Deathship Symphony! Once darkness has fallen, There is no return!