Текст песни ジ・アドヴェント - The Black Dahlia Murder

The dawn has broken crimson
This day of defloration
Ironclad reclamation
Across the frozen dale
Fearlessly cold dominion
Our soldiers take formation
The tundra′s desolation
Some call it hell but it's our home

We have to fight
There is no turning back
Our legions storm ice covered fields

Our blood runs cold
Endure our winter thirtyfold
With vorpal blades imperial into the white abyss we go

The advent is here
Dawn of the Antichrist
They tread our world on borrowed time
Pushed back amongst the shadows
Disguised for centuries
The time is now to rise and crush our christian enemies

Now it′s time to strike
There is no second chance
Our brethren swarm with sword and shield

It's time to die
For our christian enemy
To no law of mercy shall we yield
God fearing, blood stains red the field
The conquest grows near
Dawn of the end of Christ
Poisoned our young for the last time
Oh, to slay their lord divine

Empire laden in frost
Ivory towers dipped in crystalline gloss
My frozen kingdom, we are cold in the heart
Glaives of ice, we wield white wolves of victory march

Resistance to books of fictions
Insistence upon beheading Jesus
Pestilence for all believers
Defenseless against the great deceiver

The advent is here
Dawn of the Antichrist
They tread our world on borrowed time
The end of christiankind

Empire laden in frost
Ivory towers dipped in crystalline gloss
My frozen kingdom, we are cold in the heart
Glaives of ice, we wield white wolves of victory march

The dawn has broken crimson
This day of defloration
Ironclad reclamation
Across the frozen dale
Fearlessly cold dominion
Our soldiers take formation
The tundra's desolation
Some call it hell but it′s our home
Hell