Phantoms - Forlorn

The power of the ancient

Chants hymns of celebration

You can hear their echo

Descending into the night

Celebrate the ancient ways

In the circle of infinity

Praise the power of the gods

Let them lead you to the future

Listen to the voices in the night

They speak of times vicious & cold

Of death’s & tales untold

Of moonlight embracing the bold

Phantoms, hear my call

Beuond the stars

Lead me through hidden galaxies

And grant me the power of thee

Celebrate the ancient ways

In the circle of infinity

Praise the power of the gods

Let them lead you to the future

Behind shadows they watch carefully

Listen to the whispers in the dark

They will tell you of the phantoms magic

And of the worlds which they dominae

Now listen to the voices in the night

They speak of times vicious & cold

Of death’s & tales untold

Of moonlight embracing the bold