An Echo In Our Legends

Enslaved to the dim light Betrayed by a god less exonerating Infernal inquisition Behold the might The path we tread Towards the shores of ice so cold and unforgiving Oh angel of death Covered inn sin Bound to the dim skies from which it all began From the heavens descend And like an echo in our legends do illuminate us to pour craft divine Arise! I call upon the gods immortal Mold us one with your darkness In the shelter of the night here exists endless beauty abound