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From times of ancient glory We summon the spirit of our ancestors Breed of the darkest kind Raised by the fury of the ancient ones From those ancient times We summon the powers of our ancestors For we are their mighty descendants We will rise to claim what's ours To rule our mighty empire again For the glory of the ancient ones We will destroy the light and its servants Grotesque powers will be unleashed When we open the gate Raised by the fury of the ancient ones Raised by the fury of the ancient ones Raging chaos will conquer all Servants of the light will die in agony Our hatred feeded by immense evil Is the key to the gate of our mighty empire We shall rule the earth once more Aus Songtexte Mania