Dumal - The Path to the Fortress Is Lined with Statues

I feel it spilling forth, a sacrifice
My bronzen lords are bathed in moonlight
Drawing closer still, black air I breathe
Possessed by rapture, nocturnal spirits call to me

Haunted by darkness, a fire pit is formed
The air tastes strangely as autumn winds surround

Cast in fire and forged in ancient lands
Our fortress stands strong, defying his command
An Earthen path leads us on through the hills
Guided by statues, warriors of old

The blood we spill, a trail left in our wake
Each drop an offering to long forgotten ways
Twilight breaks above, our eyes are set ablaze
Splendid visions, god's kingdom cast in chains

A nightly sacrifice of blood unto our lord
Ensuring victory, christ’s blood upon our swords

Cast in fire and forged in ancient lands
Our fortress stands strong, defying his command
An Earthen path leads us on through the hills
Guided by statues, warriors of old

Unholy creatures whisper as we sleep
Giving us strength, mocking him in our dreams
His prophets and angels all will soon lay slain
At the grim command, we attack his heavenly gate

His kingdom now ours to take, he’s dead and gone
Enthroned in the black sky, we chant:
Praise our dark lord, for with your strength
We have conquered this feeble world