The Spirit Returns

On ancient winds

A spell bestowed

To part the seas

And crack the sky

A burning spear

To pierce the shroud

Of malice wrought

Their vengeful spirits cry

By night they ride

On winds of war

A vein of fire

Ignites the sky

The song of fate

Grows louder now

Within our hearts

Their fallen spirits thrive

Within our hearts their fallen spirits thrive

To ride out

On rolling thunder

Bathed in ancient blackened majesty

Sacred spell of retribution

Cast in shadow, torn from the forlorn fabrics of time

A vision of fate

Reflected in the mirror of death

You will know my name

You shall know my name