Fortress

The blasting echoes of a real perceptiona virtue of those who have perishedand for their everlasting dominance I sealed my fatea will so strong it vanishes the damnationYes, the power to reign, to dominate againin fury and in honor, through my eyes I seek the lost torchvisions of my inner conflictuality, joined by the birth of MourningBlood-Red sun bathed crypts of Abysmal ChaosSince the early stages of this defined RetributionNever surrender, and fight 'till the endSo we walk in grief, but we march in Victorybecause this destiny is my own creationFailure is unknown, Triumph is the all.Hammering the last nails of their Fragmented coffins(a symbol of their own impending defeat)Rebuilding the Fortress...