Voltures in the Air

We must ear the plans

We must see their moves

We're the Azrael eyes

We're the Azrael serves

We must be alert

We must fly away

We are the black betrayers

We are the wings of death

Voltures, voltures in the air

Dreadful, dreadful Azrael sun

With your ears discover the plans

And fly away to their mighty lord

Daeniel and the king

No secrets for the evil

Now we know their moves

And Azrael too

Telepathy is our force

We'll say all to our lord

And to Carnagus

Mighty plan of war

Darkness is with us

Power of Black Master's

Carnagus will know

All the White King will