Fall to your Knees as you bow to the anceint ones;
Apparitions rise in the halls of the dead
As the ageless stranger awakes
Forces will fall as the prophecy said,
And the earth will crumble, ane thier souls will shake
In a dream lies the black obscene;
And the nemisis shall have it's prey
Now that the night has spoken,
And our souls cast shadows to the sky:
Destined to fly when the wing has broken;
Never to touch the light
In a dream lies the black obscene,
And the exodus shall have it's day
The eclipse of the end is upon us again
The face of time has withered and decayed
Buried in the thorny briar
Glowing eyes of distant pyres
Gazing up and ever higher
At the twisted tower of fire
The eclipse of the end is upon us again
The face of time has withered and decayed
Buried in the thorny briar
Glowing eyes of distant pyres
Gazing up and ever higher
At the twisted tower of fire
At the twisted tower of fire
At the twisted tower of fire (of fire)