AT THE GUARDIAN’S GATE, I FALL INTO SLUMBER
I CLING TO COMFORT AS I LAY THEE UNDER
DESTROYING THOSE WHO CHALLENGE ME
SHOWING THEM I AM AT LAST FREE
RISE ON UP ABOVE YOUR GRAVE AS THE NIGHT GROWS LONG
DARKENED MIST HAS FALLEN INTO SADNESS
A MANTLE WORN AGAINST THE WORLD
AMID THE HEARTBREAK AND THE FEAR
A SCREAMING VOID OF SILENCE APPEARS
DESERT OF DEATH, DESTRUCTION WHICH BRINGS GRAY
THERE YOU SLEEP ON THE SWORD
I OPEN THE DOOR OF THE BEGINNING OF TIME
AND BECOME STRONGER THEN DEATH ITSELF
LED BY THE DARK WE HUNGER FOR YOUR BLOOD
WE WILL THEN TEAR YOUR FLESH APART
THE MOON DEMONS
HEAR THE CALL
WINGS OF HELL
BRING MY MASTER
VEIL OF BLACK
LEGIONS ATTACK
RISE BLACK ABYSS
OPEN THE GATES
AT THE GUARDIAN’S GATE, I FALL INTO SLUMBER
I CLING TO COMFORT AS I LAY THEE UNDER
DESTROYING THOSE WHO CHALLENGE ME
SHOWING THEM I AM AT LAST FREE