Consecration-Angel Corpse

Bearing at the edges of the world The hallowed arms of those Whom death hath struck down Warriors from the beyond In ranks both seen and unseen Of this the desolation Our enigmatic destiny Consecration Marching off to war Iron blood and blasphemy The unvanquished storm The war bringer unyielding Wield the greedy weapons Girded for battle Under victorious banner Ever more total Ever more occult Breaking the deafening silence My voice Lightning hammer of gods Uphold! Avenge! Arise! Blessed and bold ascension Like the firebearing star Through thousands of ordeals We are the sons of vengeance Cast them down Your cowardly impious eyes Our gate alone evokes A spell of destruction Our storm our war!