Lost Chapter - Pentakill, Jorn

Boundless shadows, land of the hundred czars

Hallowed warriors, rest beneath the stars

No more we ever speak

Of fields of reckoning

No voice calling, from the dark

Names of gold

Forged in wars of old

The memory remains

A vision of endless misery

Woes of ours in vein…

Sons of Minerva, the fortune of the realm

Call on our savior, to wipe out all the traitors

The Earth trembles as we gather ashore

For the lands we swore to hold

For our kingdom glorious

Endless demons, found us overnight

Still we’re standing, basking in the light

No more we ever speak

Of fields of reckoning

No voice calling, from the dark

Days of old

Wars victorious

The memory remains

Worlds falling a-way

Sons of Minerva, the fortune of the realm

Call on our savior, to wipe out all the traitors

The Earth trembled as we gathered ashore

For the lands we swore to hold

For our kingdom glorious

Sons of Minerva, the fortune of the realm

Call on our savior, to wipe out the traitors

The Earth trembles as we gather ashore

For the lands we swear to hold

For our kingdom glorious