Riding towards the war,
Like noble ancient knights
Down on their knees they fall,
Before the evil eyes

[Solo]

The symbol of salvation under darkened clouds,
Facing demons that fell from above
The legions of pure evil marching through our world,
And the eyes of the grave turn so cold

The modern martyr calling from the lost millennium

Trust in the word and they,
Die by the crucifix
Drifting further away,
Into a night of mist
Preachers of the fallen temple,
Struggling on to raise the crucifix

Disciples worship icons in their church of gold,
While the masses keep walking on by
Scriptures of wisdom fading on the walls of stone,
As a flower when winter arrives

The modern martyr calling from the lost millennium

Riding towards the war,
Like noble ancient knights
Down on their knees they fall,
Before the evil eyes

Preachers of the fallen temple,
Struggling on to raise the crucifix

[Solo]

The choir of angels standing by the monument,
Singing praise lead by this harmony
As darkness falls in the protected paradise,
The world outside still waits for the feast

Trust in the word, and they,
Die by the crucifix
Trust in the word, yes they,
Die by the crucifix

Drifting further away,
Into a night of mist
Riding towards the war,
Like noble ancient knights
Down on their knees they fall,
Before the evil eyes

Preachers of the fallen temple,
Struggling on to raise the crucifix