Freedom urge faith and deeper he falls Hatred rage fear the stronger denial Anger heat lust the higher he climbs Slave the shackles are off Act Do it your way Horns the abyss ascends Now gather the earth It's the coming of the Dark Lord All tribes unite This is the rite of our cross Viewing judging killing A formula known Fading paling rotting A story too old Slave the shackles are off Act Do it your way Horns the abyss ascends Now gather the earth It's the coming of the Dark Lord All tribes unite This is the rite of our cross Wielding might just Now throw me the fight Glowing thriving winning The truth will be told Slave the shackles are off Act Do it your way Horns the abyss ascends Now gather the earth It's the coming of the Dark Lord All tribes unite This is the rite of our cross