Black knights their mounts in battle ride
As lightning strikes the cursed ground
Their eyes glow with a hellish light -
Flee when you hear Dark Army"s sound.

They feel no fear, they lust for fight
And one last chance to live have thee
Encounter them - survive you might
Just turn around, retreat and flee.

Once proud knights, crusaders even,
They fell in battle but returned
To make revenge upon the living -
All what they loved they now burn

They have no pity, no remorse,
They have no soul forever lost
And must exist with their curse.
Eternal life has heavy cost.