Rupture In The Northern Sky

Under the Authority of the Ancient of Days
We will rise against the one who controls Abaddon
When the dark gate is opened
The war cry will be heard
Call upon the ones who have been warned
And shake the ground under the feet of the wicked

Take up thy cross
Purify the abominations of Man
Pierce the hearts of the undead
For the judgement of the false
Will be eternal torture
Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord