Sign of the Storm - Twisted Tower Dire

The world is waiting
Anticipating tragedy
Cynical spirits
Try to spell our legacy
We'll trample the dead with ten legions of men
Only the true will survive
There'll be no retreat
All false souls we'll defeat
Our call to honour won't die
Beware
Sign of the storm
Our time's at hand
Blood on your sword
All hail
Sign of the storm
The siege begins
Victory is now
You've got blood on your hands
Crowds of fools watching
For a flicker of weakness in our eyes
But oh how they'll crumble
When they hear our battle cry
Do be afraid
The warriors now gather
From all corners of the world
One mission unites them
We now invoke the gods of war
After the slaughter
We gaze upon the bloodsoaked field
No pity or sorrow
The choice they made was all too real
The world is watching
Now to mourne this tragedy
The cynical spirts once again begin their scheme
Forever we will fight together
Brother hold your torches high
Warriors of albion