We gather to the last army,
arming for the final fight,
we ask you for the bloody dance,
be afraid, we are awake.
we are the sword, we are the flame,
the wraith shall rise as the sea's tide,
over greed, and hate and shame,
the embers shall eat your iniquity.

We're riding when the sun
sinks in the sea for good.
And the mother's heart
bids farewell to the child.
We're riding when disaster
will come to all of you.
See Godfather Death
rides on the horizon!

--- Reitermania! :D
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dRTovmvKuqY