Album: Endless Conflict Theorem (2002)





born of high and might lands of lore

a legion of riders from an ancient time

the rage of batle in their darkened eyes

together they will into glory ride



high above among the restless clouds

a raven sings its song into the night

lightning shines a beacon far ahead

announcing now the coming of the end



valleys now tremble

to the war cries miles away

in the glens the water freezes

as a cold hand brings dismay

a dark stone rises far into

the clouds way up high

and greeted by a thunderstorm

we chant a battle cry

honor is enthroned

again as the one eternal heir

with fearless might our legions

rule our enemy ensnared



the sound of thunder rumbles

in the palace of the gods

the chariots of fire leave

a trail of death and blood

from ancient times they have returned

to judge the hearts of man

to slay the weak and praise

the strong to hold

up high their flame