The roar of an ancient alien lion
Resounds in the storming sky
Charging all the threshing ions
Now the vengeful demons fly
Glint of dancing lightning caresses the Devil's dread eyes - through blades
Blast of roiling thunder cradles his grim voice - into form
Commanding the faithful fallen to rise - from Hades
Soon the changeling children chosen of grey shall rejoice - reborn
Those who hail from distant suns
To defy the one self-proclaimed God
Progeny of Mother Night - the ones
Astride great nightmare steeds for warfare winged horned & shod
These are the minions' eyes of the pacing tempest
Coarsing through reality, enemies in their wake
They are the hope of the darkness at last
Whom the Prince of Hell shall never forsake
As reins, weave
The Lightning