Marching Homeward - Atlantean Kodex

Foreboding mountains, threatening skies

Beyond these walls of stone, our sacred homeland lies

Ten years have passed now, since we left home

The green hills of my country, soon my weary eyes shall see again

From the black mountain a cold wind blows

Standing stones along our path bear marks of ancient runes

Midst howling gales, the pounding of drums

Whispers turn to battlecries chaos soon will rise

Beneath black mountain we’re lead astray

Never to see our home again

Beneath black mountain our journey ends

Never to see our home again

Folk of the mountain, watching our desperate flock

Shadow and shapes are moving, twist trees and barren rock

Green feathered arrows take down the steeds

Thrown onto the ground, will journey to the island of the dead

Blessed by the old gods, sacred warrior hordes

Blue their painted faces, clash of bouncing (?) swords

Dark invocations grant an eldritch strength

Bloodshed for the blood god, dying in this godforsaken land

Led to black mountains into the caves

Never to see our home again

Living lay captive die in decay

Those not sacrificed forever be enslaved

Unspoken terrors lurk in the night

Chaos, doom and sacrifice await

Grotesque idols out of times before the light

Torture, death and slavery our fate

Led to black mountains into the caves

Never to see our home again

Living lay captive die in decay

Those not sacrificed forever be enslaved

Beneath black mountain we’re lead astray

Never to see our home again

Beneath black mountain our story ends

Never to see our home again