Once in an age unknown – terrible wars were fought
The ground covered with bodies – fallen in the battles of gods
And the armies of the foul – like they have never been seen
Were slaying without a thought
Creatures of chaos – burning skies – realms of fire – battlecries
Walls of ice – with a deadly glow – crimson blood covered snow

Hammers of gods – smashing down
Drums of war – roaring sound
Fallen angels – paiful cries
Dying demons – gods of lies

In the night a child was born – of the witches lust
Sacrificed the body – burned and turned to dust
with the heart of a wolf – and the ravens eyes
Roaming through the forest – flying above the sky

(Amd the godslayer was born – born in fire
So the end of the gods is near – they will never survive)
So he flies in the wings of a raven – and sees things that mankind will never see
Mystic, wonderful places – places mankind will never be

Hail the godslayer

Where are the friends – no friends I can see
Who are the foe – there is no difference to me
Where are the friends – no friend I can see
Who are the foe – there is no difference to me