On twelve midnight of dark
When Wolves Howling at the moon
Here we are southern sons
The devil lurking behind the door
With its nasty eyes red as hell
Thunder in the sky leading fire and storm
The sword and steel and the power of the kill
The oath of the rites is begin
Remains and blood to the hill
The metal souls
The oath of the knight
Blood and fire has rimed
We're the shadow stand and proud
Let the power rise
Glory ride
Throught the time
Bloody sword
The metal souls
We slay we slash all the gang of the mess
Recall of the day once tonight
Revenge being the last bleeding cast
We standing as one and no one control
It so hard to tell but no lies
Hail up your hands for the south