Might Returns

The Damnation

Dark edifice shrouded in the thick mist
 Walls covered with shadow bathed in the purple of the sun
 Master's throne wrapped in the attire of the ancient lords
 Might returned to the old bewitched gates

 Standing on the hill of truth
 I reach out towards the abyss
 Wind tousles my body
 I feel the ancient power

 Wild sea waves strike with crash against the walls
 Power of nature unveils its mighty face
 Let us be carried away by the force of element
 Flesh, blood, lasting and death

 Might returns

 False symbols burn
 Fire whirl devours
 What the weak worshipped
 In the times of darkness and deceit