Attila - Monument

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