Where were you when the lights went out for the last time
When they lowered your flag and cast it to the fire
Cast it to the fire

So draw your sword against the modern age you live in
Man the barricades and fight hand to hand 'til the last man
To the last man

This is our Heathen Metal call to arms
Raise your voices and write your destiny
This is our Heathen Metal call to arms
Raise your voices and write your destiny in blood

So you write rebellion in blood red across the white sky
Write this song harsh and unforgiving

This is our Heathen Metal call to arms
Raise your voices and write your destiny in blood

We are the children of Cain
And this is our new Jerusalem
Forty days in the desert
Have turned our bodies to stone

They say the past is another country
I don't want to live there anymore
Feared half-truths in far flung towns
And our silent mythologies

Today I walked with the dead
For the last and final time
Stared down prophets of doom and dread
And reached out for your hand

We drew our swords in faith and anger
And shall not be denied
Our song is of righteous fury
Children of Cain

We rise
Children of Cain
We rise
Children of Cain

Rise Cain's children
This is your time
Children of Cain
Sword of faith

Upon the steppes of Vienna
Lies Europe's ruin
The ottomans are gathered
To smite western fate with Constantinople steel
With steel...
With steel...

They march down from Thrace
Longing hard to the mountains
To bring death's holy ruin
And doom to the sons of the Occident
And doom....
And doom....
And doom....

Van Stahrenberg stands
With the Holy See of the Roman Empire
Sobieski marches from Poland
Disparate monarchs and feuding kingdoms
Come together to break the siege
And reign fire

The cavalry charge
Breaks the siege
Brings destruction to the East
And wield history's twisted fate
In one fateful breath

We reign fire
We reign fire
On the mountain
Fire on the mountain

Reigning fire on the mountain
Reigning fire on the mountain

Fire on the mountain

I never had time for preachers
Until I knew I was one
Sell-righteous soul saviours
Nor lifes hard knock teachers

I've been on the stage
Breathing fire and brimstone from the pulpit
Too late to grow old or to retire
Too cast in stone to change my ways

You let the devil
In your heart
I'll be the devil
Let me in

So when did it come all down to this
We place our faith in another man's hands
Was I ever a man of words or deeds
Or a charlatan from a foreign land

You get down on your knees
And pray to the devil in your heart
I'll be the devil
In your hearts

I never had time for preachers
Until I knew I was one
For self-righteous soul saviours
Nor lifes turn the other cheek teachers

We'll be the devils
In your hearts
And i'll be die devil
In your hearts

This sword it hangs down from heaven
Man, woman and child so below
Above impious heads cast their judgement
Damocles' sword will seal our fate

We set our borders in razor wire
Metal phallus to the sky
Mutually assured nuclear perdition
A tyrant's fear is complete fear

We are the sons of the hammer
Of the neutron hammer

Sons who wield the neutron hammer
Lightning bolts to tame the east
Draw your bow and train your sites
We wield mercy at Dionysus hand

We set our borders in razor wire
Metal phallus to the sky
Mutually assured nuclear perdition
A tyrant's fear is complete fear

We are the sons of the hammer
Of the neutron hammer

This sword it hangs down from heaven
Man, woman as above so below
We are the sons of the hammer
And we cast judgement on you

Our fate is bound in razor wire
Metal phallus rape the sky
Mutually assured nuclear winter
And we are the tyrants

Do you think you have
The will to make it
The strength and the fire
Iron will to take it
To make your orisons
Of the lands of he free
To bring repentance
And fear to me

This is the end of history

This is a monument
To the great
Nothing is concealed from
The tombs of fate
The blank slates
Of failed states
Bind us forever
To the grave

This is the end of history

Is this the end of history
Were you born in the final hours
Do you have the will to rewrite the past
And alter the future with one final death-blow
One final push over the top
This is the question

Do you think you have
The will to make it
Strength and fire
And will to take it
To make your prisons
In the land to the free
To bring repentance to me

This is the end of history

At dawn we ride, with fiery hearts
Our steel waits by our side
Mother earth this day, shall mourn and weep
And ring to our battle cry
My battle cry

The acrid sweat of driven steeds
Wild eyed with drawn teeth
Our banner black, it flutters grim
Triumphant in the shattered light
It fills my heart with pride, with pride

So turn the Tiber red
So raise their city to the ground
So sack Rome as the Gods look on
And burn it to ash

Heathen's revenge

At dawn we ride
Our steel sits by our side
Mother earth this day, she will cry
And the wind shall carry my battle cry
My battle cry