Ten thousand years ago an axe was forged
An axe to kill them all
In the worlds darkest hour
That axe shell be delivered by a daemon to the one
The one that shall be emperor
Many years ago a daemon told me
That one day I shall be an emperor
He spoke of the axe and my revenge
He mentioned battlefields covered in blood and corpses
He spoke of people that would rather die than stop bereaving
He spoke of dark days and war he spoke of a new beginning
They are creatures that dwell in caves
Guardians to the gates of the forest and the mountains
Awoken by the sins of industry
They've come down to the meadows
The axe will split
Te axe will split in the name of the emperor
All that is evil
All that is worthy to be destroyed
All that is deserving of its wrath
The axe will split they're skulls
From our slumbers we were awoken
By the most bloodcurdling screams from the forest
By the most gruesome call from the earth
And now we must go in to battle
By the might of darkens
Creatures of the shadows that follow my every command
Creatures from the deep of the earth
They run in to battle with fury under darkened skies
the axe will split
They are creatures of darkens
They are creatures that live underground
Underneath the earth in shadows
Daemons that will arise from ancient nightmares
The axe will split
They show no mercy in battle
No remorse for the fall of industry
They battle for nature in service to the axe
The axe of the emperor
The axe will split
True to every word
They are hes defenders and that of nature
Devouring souls of those unclean
Cleansing the world from filth and destruction
The axe will split your skulls
