A New Empire's Birth - Keep of Kalessin

From the tallest mountain he watches

The serpent, the saviour, the eater of men

He who thrives on dead flesh

The phantom king hungrily awaits

The march of fallen souls

Rise from the ruins of your gods

Who will be guided by his song?

Who can prove where they belong?

I fear, certain death

From the ruins of pride, I am reborn

I’ll search through every stone

On every top I will climb

When I am there, the bells of triumph will chime

Clearing your view from a curtain of mist

Ruling the people with iron fist

Judge me not for those that had to fall

Cold benighted wastelands

Abandoned by the living

Cold, unforgiving

The fallen land reveals it’s night

Symbols of gods sculpted into the mountains

I’m the life of this land, the law is my command

Of your fallen and failed creations

The end of an era, a new empires birth

Descending comes the ones of old

Down from the skies like long time told

The fallen land reveals it’s night

Before the eyes of the people

A king falls to the earth

Shimmering steel ends an era

A new empire’s birth