Open the Gates

Before the walls come crumbling

Down around our feet;

Before the empires fall

And Hell enslaves the free;

Before our time runs out

The spells must soon be cast;

We'll raise the banners high

And storm the gates at last.

Tonight we fight.

The Norns decide our fate.

Fight well in Hell!

Open the Gates!

This night the Gates of Hell

Come crashing to the ground.

The sword Excalibur

Was lost but now is found.

Arthurs does rise again,

The Dragons Lord of old.

Just like the Bards have said

In all the tales they told.

Tonight we fight.

The Norns decide our fate.

Fight well in Hell!

Open the Gates!