Fireseeker - Visigoth

Beware the dark, for it may take you

When silence comes, don’t let it break you

Draconic days, a distant age

Shiftless in their endless gray

Trees like towers standing sentinel and cold

Then from the dark, like blazing scythes

Came fire cutting through the night

An age of lords was forged in forbearant disparity of light

Ashen one, this world is dying

Embrace the sun

The time has come, your flame is rising

Ashen one, the dark is howling

Push ever on

Raise your sword, become the bane of the abyss

Death will come in endless ways, as distant fire guides your way

It is your curse to seek its light until the end

The fear of gods has always been the sentencing of doom for men

And so the pillars of this tragedy are set in a hollow stone

Go forth, awaken now

Strike the ancient bells

Your soul will shape this world

You are the tolling bell

So claim the souls of lords, from the fire you come

Rage with humanity, once hollow now renowned