The time in the valley Is passing day by day, Our soldiers train so hard And they won't never fail We're waitin' the right moment To land our blow But a dark shadow Makes our hearts beat slow Black clouds in the sky Getting near and nearer Darkeen our sight Of a future prayer. Now it's time to go, Sorrow will be theirs, 'Cause our strong blows Will send them on hell's stairs. Sorumoth is on his horse Riding toward us. He was a friend of us But now his heart is dark, 'Cause mozul moves him Like a puppet in his game And if we'll lose a friend It will be mozul's blame Black clouds in the sky Getting near and nearer Darkeen our sight Of a future prayer. Now it's time to go, Sorrow will be theirs, 'Cause our strong blows Will send them on hell's stairs.