An Ember Gale Lyrics

In this infernal barren land,
Where souls of men disgrace the light,
Ages amend the deeds of men,
Sorrow declares a grand demise.

Darkness bowed before the birth of terror
A shadow named king, the king of the damned.
A thousand years of torment adequate were not.
The Fire burns, and thus the fire burns this land,
with flames sempiternal.
The sky is hallow
An Ember Gale embraced the land
While souls await to be redeemed.

And in this dreary woeful night
A thousand years seem to have passed,
Flowers bloomed with thorns like fangs
And souls emerged from mouths of Hell.
Silence shuttered!
A Mouth of Hell growled!
Oh, a Mouth of Hell screeched and cried
in the sight of the king of preposterous terror.

To claim the throne as king of Pamfylia,
the tyrant, the ghost, the ghost without soul,
have slain his kin entirely and proud then he was.

Crowned with blood on his hands and the blood of his fathers.

Guardians then saw the king the beggar
A beggar, no king the beggar of woe
And dragged his body onto the thorns on the road.
A king was dragged into abyss
As thorns have marked his disgrace.