Born in silence, in the darkest blaze We hold the winter in our clench The storm lives through our veins We'll ascend to the outer space Come back with the power of a thousand flames Holding up her grace
We're the keepers of the wildness We have travelled through demise and history Falling keeps we left behind us Cosmic rifts below our long craved victory
Faster is breeding the ancient primal Unleashing its spiteful wicked brood
Warcries are feeding the crimson son once lost Enlightened by the keepers of dusk It reveals its outmost bright
Cold winds drive the force beneath And throw the seeds on weakened soil to feed Bring new poison through the fertile leaks And lead the world into the final mourn
