Castillo Del Mortes

Somewhere in ancient spain, close to what was baecula

There lay castillo del mortes

To be known as house of the dead

Oh no, oh not here

A fool was playing with magic, magic he did not understand

He opened the unholy gates

Letting out the ancient ones from hell

600 People standing on the castle walls

Screaming for mercy, someone must have heard their calls

600 Wondering what's going on

Two armies in the sky, forming and in battle line

Hear the battle cries

7 Cohorts of angels, fighting for the elders to win

7 Cohorst of angels, fighting for the people within

The house of the dead soon to be buried in sin

9 Units of demons, the ancient ones command

9 Units of demons, the ancient ones will stand

For the house of the dead will soon be buried in sin

600 Were watching in horror as they began to fight

None of the armies were using a weapon

As it is known to man

Demons and angels were falling in numbers

Out of the burning sky, the burning sky

Retreat, retreat, oh the angels flee, defeat, defeat

The battle's over, it's done

Somewhere in ancient spain, close to what was baecula

There lay the battleground where many an angel was slain

9 Units of demons bringing unbearable sin

9 Units of demons coming for the people within

The house of the dead will soon live up to its name

600 People running deep inside

600 People trying to hide

From the ancient ones

But there's nowhere to run on this day

There is no need to speak of the horrible fate

Bestowed upon the 600 from baecula