Nomadic tribes
Rise from the East
Ready for war with axe in hand
Plunder and kill
At my command
The Day of Judgment's close at hand
King of the Huns
The Goths and Danes
The blood of Nimrod's in my veins
Prince of the world
Scourge of all lands
Ready to make my final stand
I am the conqueror of worlds
I bring them war and poison minds with fear
The Roman men are sure to fall
Their faces turning white as snow
...cause they know
I am the one
Father and son
Watching my enemies crumble and fall
As they die by my hand
I am the one
My will be done
I am the one who is known
By the name of Attila the Hun
