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Lyrics: Nephente, Music: Bizmark

While the blood of the mountains feeds life anew
The infernal beasts are roaming, the quest for prey
From faint enigma, come wretched void
As nights drag us bleak into the deep

A frail existence
Now head towards the wind
A speck of light adrift

When all we have awoken
Is death that brought us life
A grain of sand a crown
In the ruins of these halls

We march into the atrium of the storm
In pursuit of hearth and shelter from a fate of broken swords

At the heart of the chaos
In the deep below
Aimlessly we wandered in our sleep
Come break the silence to light the falted flame
Sanctity where none should be found

A frail existence
Now head towards the wind
A speck of light adrift

When all we have awoken
Is death that brought us life
A grain of sand a crown
In the ruins of these halls

We march into the atrium of the storm
In pursuit of hearth and shelter from a fate of broken swords

This endless storm will never cease to rage
Like dust adrift we scatter across a realm
Without a name...

When the cold autumn rises
Sun dims and colours fade
Bereft of life, the theft of time itself
A promise lies broken
A future ripped from the heart
No man can stand unshattered in his grief

A sun collapsed in silence
For a world covered in snow
We that howl in these wind forever
At the atrium of the storm

In pursuit of hearth and shelter from a fate of broken swords