Never encouraged to sift past... through all fortunes light Worlds, so telltale, conquered crusaders of will's plight Listen there's sorrow, dispelled inside The crystal courts.... and the battle is no more
Then oppression & control of the master keeper of doom So they've burnt unto the cross... the witches soon
Let again our eyes turn to silver Be against lightening fires, no quicker A sentient Throne One war with eternal war
Bittered lights cascading through dancing illusions Twisted conspiracy/ to take the final weapon
Set to avow, to dub the final weapon The harpies of the dark expel the send
Might and fury they're alive/ with the black forest alive To those who are the seekers, to never land I send thyne Let again our crystal courts clasp what our eyes find Doubt within expels the treasure's cost and furious... that lays inside Sentient silvers, veils of weapons/ the lore and the lost Are you the witch's servant?... too quickly the ice pentagram defrosts
Can the war take away everyone's spiritual pains God or Satan beseeches you/ the only path of completion is to be insane! I'm still stunned it happened like this, a sentient throne!