P / Phenris / The Fall and Rise of the Promised Land
The horizon is filled with blood A burning with of hatred blows The third wound in the iced ground From the frozen wastes of the North Eternal winds of glory blossom
The agonizing earth breaks Forth comes the black rage of the storms The spiraling flight of a vultures flock Above the howling waves of doom
The sky closed before your eyes Lightning cracks the tempest in two Woods ablaze (burn your sight) Fear descending from vortex clouds
Insanity's breath blows out life's candle The desolate forests murmur mourning chants Mountains high scrape the fiery sky Spitting embers of damnation Down to the earth that no longer beats
The agonizing earth breaks Forth comes the black rage of the storms The spiraling flight of a vultures flock Above the howling waves of doom
To read the truth in the demon's eye Will let disease infect your spirit The shadow of a plundering army Will turn out to be a single finger Compared to the blow that shatters all existence
Rain cleanse the sky of morbid clouds Rain bless the earth with rebirth The hawk wanes before the dawn of a new utopia Praise and folly to the land of Phenris
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