Burn Down Their Halls Lyrics

Dust covers the horizon, something shines within
Swords are forged in darkness, the eastern war machine
One by one, shrines fall, this show of strength is sin
Raiders ride so wild, the blue sky is watching

Cages are their new home, they all beg in fear
Hung men will leak red vine, foretold by the seer
Burning stones of the great steppe now hit mighty walls
Women and poor children wait for death in their halls

Tear down the walls, make way for the sons of the great steppe
Burn down their halls, make them suffer, all to be slain
Tear down the walls, make way for the sons of the great steppe
Burn down their halls and the rest will learn
How to respect their khan!