Music: Tim Regan
Words: Greg Jones

Beneath the burning red
Where heaven turns to ash
Eleven rivers in the crimson void

Within this shattered sea
An ancient hallowed cry
Is calling forth into the northern realm

Molten with fire and cast into the rimey deeps
I am the bringer, the giver
Cold as a winter’s eve
Casting the fallen oak into where earth meets sea
I bestow the weak who worship eternally

Lost in damnation
With hate and hallowed stone
Wounds of creation manifest in the unknown
Shattered life force, ruined
Spawning sea and sky
We are the children of the everlasting lie

Sun and moon
Show me the way
Scorn the flesh
To fall in the end
Lords of ice
Here among the slain
Burn within
Where gods will transcend

Falling into the black
Facing a certain death
Cast forth the ashes of doers of malcontent
But from corrosive site
New enchanter born
Mistress of evil forsaken and forlorn