For ten thousand years - I fought every war
All engaged my skills - It was what I was living for
Violence kept me alive - I lived hard and fast
Each battle I survived - Always thinking it would be my last

Son of a thousand fathers
Bearer of no name
Keeper of your nightmares
Incentive to your pain
I ride my fearsome horse
I swing my poisoned blade
He who calls upon me
Embraces death as fate

I never chose a war - It would always find me
Never could I turn my back - It was where I had to be
Summon me as your ally - If you know the spell
I will slay your enemies - And you will pay your debt to Hell

The image that reflects - Right before my eyes
Is made of pain and misery - Scarlet flashes are all I see
You cannot flee - For I have come for thee - I´ll take you on a journey
You will go - back to Hell ... with me