An ode from the king of eternal bloodshed and thy bestial carnage

Beauty of darkness, stars inside a jewel sky.
Light above holy lands - holy realms.
Blessed by a god which we�ve dammed.
Sacred lands - the gift of the god - which we�ve dammed.

Aird Righ - by honour of blood.
The sign of infernal hordes, with shields of steel,
under tripple six - a unhallowed cross.
Raise your weapons to the king.
Riding into next battle in honour of the almighty.

Aird Righ - I call thy name.
I am at one with thee my lord.
Your will inside my darkened soul and mind.
Leaded by hell�s powers.

Aird Righ - enthrone the lord.
A throne of thorns on a pile of skulls,
the crown of black gold, will adorn the king.
Strong and proudly like a god of hell.
Raise your weapons to the lord and behold the oath,
of bloodshed inside your black hart.

Aird Righ - by honour of blood - we�ll fight!

Aird Righ - I call thy name - we�ll behold the oath!

Aird Righ - enthrone the lord - present thy crown!

With the moon on our side - we ban the forces of light.
From out realms were we dwell - in darkness.
Fear will reign and blood must flow - on sacred soil.
So it is written and so, it will be...

The dark age has arrived - and with it the demonlord.
Call and hail his name...

Aird Righ

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