From souls so lost and old To shores awash with cold And ice comes smashing down With strokes of power Shades of death Encapsulate the moon
Once again bludgeoned minds Contorted souls give way Landslide thoughts of old Where God begun From souls so lost and old To shores awash with cold And ice comes smashing down With strokes of power and Shades of death Encapsulate mother hate
Torn from the grave Coat of arms tonight Glimpsed through shattered eyes Souls lost and old
