Lyrics
Night, the living shadow of dark,
Thee earth shapeless in form.
Mutiny amid the ranks of chaos,
Voids gate, from its hinge is torn.
To the north,
A storm riddled region of mist and ice
And from the south
Winds blow of fury and fire.
Amiss the dark matter,
the war minions engage for,
primeval supremacy,
A perennial rage.
Molten rock frozen sea
The giant of frost and flame
Hail stones, volcanic ash
The war from of which creation came.
Glacial towers melt and crumble
Before the scalding throngs of flame.
The hordes of fire gloat in triumph
As they drown in the blood of the slain.
No victor , no conqueror in this battle to lay claim,
So are shallow graves of giants are the mountains that remain.
The sea, the blood of the house of frost,
Thee earth the headstone reads.
A vanquished race,
Forgotten & lost.
A silenced voice
Of untold deeds.
Man follows in their blood carved paths
And tramples on war ridden graves.
As we unsew that which is sewn
We near the end of an unbroken circle
And the end of our mortal days...
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