The Charge of the Dark God

A cold tide has taken this land

And thus we arise to make this stand



Rivers hath spawned

The savior of man

He bears the mark of heron

In his hand



Born of the dragon mount

In avendorsa's shade

He will bring the spear of "swiswai"

The soul-blightrers blade



"Callendor"

He swore

"We march to kill the dark lord"

The dread lords

Bring fire

To this darkness



Fire

Nothing can save you now

Inhale the disease



His armies come from dark shores

This is the charge of the dark god



He will bring suffering and pain

The "Ashaman" arise



The mist has taken this land

Leaving nothing behind

Nightmares from another age

Don't speak a word or he will find you



So blow me a kiss

To the skies dressed in flames

But none shall return

For mine is the last for all mortal flesh



I've gazed into the abyss

And felt the ever dark

Hunted by eyeless "Myrdraall"

The unseen spirits of the night



I am

The laughter

At the edge of death

For behold

Life is immortal

Because the living must die

Sing and cry out

You are mine to wield

You're mine



So blow me a kiss

To the skies dressed in flames

But none shall return

For mine is the last for all mortal flesh