As I sit here high upon my throne guarded by these seraphs of mine sifting through the battles that take place While choosing few throughout all of
Life's circle has come to pass release the soul free at last This is not a tragic end but a new beginning to start again Let us gather ceremony commence
[INSTRUMENTAL]
Elite forces cloaked in fur un sensitive to pain, Buried deep beneath a sect worshipping the one Odin Only knowing one true way in battle to obtain,
Once great King of Buzzard and cobra who once ruled over the land your existence has but ceased and time is no longer a demand Ritual Journey has begun
Our paradise has turned to hell The gods have forsaken us The end has come Indeed it has Lay down with death our time has passed Eruption has begun
As I sit here high upon my throne guarded by these seraphs of mine sifting through the battles that take place While choosing few throughout all of time
This dominion has been ruled to long by those known as Hyksos and I Komose prince of Thebes Vow to destroy to the utmost Thus my armies of upper Egypt
Inside me anger builds like a blaze from below Mindlessness causing this that is out of control Inferior are the thoughts and ideas which you think For
Let me take you on a journey, Let me take you out to find Let me take you to no boundaries through the deepest parts of minds Close your eyes, this is
[Instrumental]
This Day, Will be a day of great judgment This Day will be a day of, Holy Bloodshed This day, Will be a day of Mortal Combat This day I say to all who
Aurora, Holder of dawn, keeper of all in the sky Aurora, Hail the goddess, creator of shapes in the night Aurora, Shadow catcher, grace us with the ever
From the eyes, show depth of rage, release of the fire Scorching is the fire Underlined with a crest of gold, magnificent is the site Three rows of massive
Circus Maximus must go down first While I feel a bliss as flames scorch the earth From my own hands I cast the blaze and make the Christians take the
Call me the lord of all wars, call me the lord of storms Call me the lord of all hate and disorder My reign shall not be complete until the whole defeat
Rise, Knights Cut down all before us, Leave no one alive Unto the holy city we all shall ride The vow we have spoken, retake the sacred land Our sins
their summoner Listen of the tales through the generations The many places and the traces Of the power they possess down through the ages when you speak the name of Aurora Borealis