Time will come make up you’re mind now, march with me.
Follow me or die.
Soon you’ll see, evil forces bow for my sword.
Obey the king.
Across the land, they ride the crusade.
To gather nation through salvation.
Black crows of fear, descased white pigeons.
Preach there blesses from signs and tales from their minds.
Time will come make up your mind now, march with me.
Obey the king.
Soon you’ll see,evil forces bow for my sword.Follow me or die.
Who are you riding black horses of fear.
Hiding behind your crosses, power to destroy, burn the misplaced souls.
(How many years of torture, misery and displaced forces of evil).
Black roses turns from the grave, remains the humanity of the bloodshed and pain.
Time will come make up your mind now, march with me.
Follow me or die.
Soon you’ll see, evil forces bow for my sword.
Obey the king.
Or die.