Winds of Vengeance - Sacrilege

Deep in the abyss, for years entombed they have lain

Long through the timeless mists, they are like the ghosts of the slain

Engulfed by darkness, they have awaited to rise

Above all is their laughter, as the world weeps and dies

Through chance after chance, more mistakes are made

Dormant in the wilderness, on our minds they have preyed

Now the cry from the darklands, burns down deep in our souls

Spirits crying for sanctuary as their evil takes hold

At the hour of the dawn, they eclipsed the sun

From a blackened sky, now both man and beast run

From their shadow no shelter from their anger no peace

From the heavens no mercy, on destruction they feast

Now the land that is left, it is polluted and drained

Trees bear no fruit now, the soil it yields no grain

With the beat of great wings, the wind it rages the earth

Now all evil is cleansed as we await the rebirth