Blood Cracks Open the Ground

At the gates of nightfall

With the sword of ages

Comes the spring of darkness

On the plains of nowhere

Blood runs hot

With my buried fathers

Screams

Wounds

Scars

Tombs

Will to stand

Stand alone

Face the lost

Face the glory

Now

River runs down the upstream

Light forcing its way through the surface

Energy and freewill, thus spoke the elders

Blood cracks open the ground

Blood cracks open the ground

Ravens flee

Pitch black

Another mind

Another dawning

Blood cracks open the ground

Blood cracks open the ground

Dissonant roars

Dying stars

Fading place

Never forget

At the gates of nightfall

With the sword of ages

Comes the spring of darkness

On the plains of nowhere

Blood runs hot

With my buried fathers