Tyrant - Desolation

Driving wind and rain engulfs me
Face down in the blood of my kin
Our kingdom decimated
Kin of mine exterminated

Notched blades and ruined faces fill my eyes
My hollowed shell bears witness to our fate
The horrors of war fill my heart with terror
I feel my life ebb away

Agony, desperation fills this ashen desolation
My heart burns, death comes swiftly
Kin of mine, I will avenge thee

Crawling forth as I choke on blood and bile
Through filth and entrails, corpses are defiled
An undead spectre risen from the grave
To wreak vengeance depraved…

Yellow glowing eyes meet mine, monstrous visage with shining blade
I reach for broken sword and scream in agony
Fingers snap ‘neath iron-shod boot…

A blast of brightest blue illumes the blackened sky
My assailant engulfed in sapphire flame
Sorcerers rain arcane hell
I laugh through bile-flecked lips
The greatest sorcerer is He who commands our ranks
Agony, desperation fills this ashen desolation
My heart burns, death comes swiftly
Kin of mine, I will avenge thee

I awake, renewed and reforged
Power courses through my veins
Suddenly I understand
I am healed and imbued with magick

Through blackest arts shall thy will be done
We will not surrender
Through blackest arts shall thy will be done
We will fight to our dying breath