Blood of the moon, fire of the grave! (Blood of the moon, fire of the grave!) The silence is shattered, the dead now enslave! (The silence is shattered, the dead now enslave!) Glory to darkness, the pale king shall reign! (Glory! Glory!) With fangs of the night and shadows unchained! “Tenebrae regnat, mors venit!” (Darkness reigns, death comes!) “Sanguis lunae, ignis tumuli!” (Blood of the moon, fire of the grave!) By Morr’s own breath and Nagash’s might We ride to slaughter in endless night! Grave-born and cruel, I claim my domain — With iron and fang, and shadow and flame!
