Ancient Rune Lyrics

A far time in evil's mystic prime,
The creation of the blood king's rime,
It sleeps immortal dreams of darkness comes fast,
Into the great below their stone cold evil is vast.

Bring to arms, the battle of scars,
Call the stars, and the night is day.

Writings to decipher meanings of doom,
Written long ago in the dark one's tomb,
It awakens with eternal life,
And from an ancient rune it will strive.

Bring to arms, the battle of scars,
Call the stars, and the night is day.

Bring to arms, the battle of scars,
Call the stars, and the night is day.