Winter struck
The great river fought
Boats and cries
The Bar-khün comes

In the glory
Of blood and angry gods
They Raid the plains
The Bar-khün prays

Their Faces
Empty ears full of moans and cries
The weapons are thirsty
When Bar-khün comes

In their hellish minds
There´s only endless war
The nameless gods
The unknown creatures they serve

Rust on steel
Spikes and plates
They are near

Black magic
Is on their side

War cult
Bar-khün
War cult
Bar-khün

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