Argesk - Liberari in Tenebrae

Born 'neath the rays of the crimson moon
When the mournful dusk has fled
Spat from the earth into mist-filled woods
The veil of death was shed

Sworn to the dark in the dead of night
Under bleak, moonlit skies
Cowled in the shade in which it dwells
Unchained from the light's lies

Free thyself
Break thy chains
Rise from ash
Born through flame

Free thyself from the chains that bound you
Free thyself from the pain that surrounds you
Free thyself with the power that consumes you
Free thyself with the flame that illumes you

'Neath winter skies of iron cold
Thy heart burns with its truth
Woken from the slumber deep
Thy spirit finds new youth

Cast aside self-doubt and fear
Embrace thy primal form
Now shall the wolf devour the Lamb
And drown the light of dawn

Free thyself...