From the western realm they marched
Through thunder, storm and rain
On a mission to quell the snakes
-You will search every hole
And turn every stick and stone
Bring them out to light

The hooves were pounding over the northland
While the battle cries rise high
Shaking up the distant skies
The reaper had them close at hand
Not losing them out of sight
From early morning until the night

From the southern realm they marched
To gaze into their eyes
Illuminate all the lies
-No mercy will be shown
To stop their reckless minds
Burn them out and make them blind
-Pace onward you boldest of men
Our time will come when we reach the end
We will descend
-In the mist of the twilight tonight
When the sky is clear and the stars shine bright
Their land we'll smite