Scions of the Blackened Soil - Dawn of Relic

Wind !

fear these mad signs

Scions of the blackened soil

Fear!

lay your arms over

Far over this haunted ground

Fire !

hear my screams of fear

Close your womb and hold 'em in

I have feared those dreams so deadly

Every night when moon is cold

Staring through the time and reason

To Radath that lies vast and lorn

The moons watch is over

Sun tears the painting away

Seas colour the black skies

The window of madness soon veiled