From Blood-drenched Earth

The Mighty Oak Arises

From Its Roots

Flow Rivers Of Death



Shadowed Bodiless Forms

The Rotting Cores Of The Damned

Drifting - Howling To Blackened Skies

On Rushing Waters Of Time



Enter The Misty Depths

Of The Underworld



Where Blizzards Rage

Through Fiery Storm

Where Magic Reigns

The Waking Dawn



Where Ram And Serpent

Stand Guard

Waiting To Taunt The Souls

Of Those Who Spent Lifetimes

Worshipping Lies Of A False Truth



In Vain - They Sought Return

Protesting Their Fate

They Knew Not

The Course Of The Wind

Through Which Region It Roared

On Which Place It Died