Thrash of the Titans Lyrics

The champions of Olympus now regarded by none
Becoming frail and empty shells of gods
Prisoners of old find their cages weak
The titans break free and thrash the land

A mortal chosen by the gods
Befit with a tainted blade
Woven with the souls of the damned
Entrusted with a world to save

Death plague fire and brimstone
Oceans flood the earth
Chosen
One will fail
The end time has come

Prophecies foretold of destruction
Rogue beings whose powers dwarf the gods’
A champion is sent into battle
But will he prevail against all odds?

Tropics freeze and the tundras burn
We all die in vain
The labors of man shatter and melt
Man is slaughtered by the oldest of beings
Regardless of hand that he’s been dealt