The Spirit Returns

On ancient winds
A spell bestowed
To part the seas
And crack the sky
A burning spear
To pierce the shroud
Of malice wrought
Their vengeful spirits cry

By night they ride
On winds of war
A vein of fire
Ignites the sky
The song of fate
Grows louder now
Within our hearts
Their fallen spirits thrive

Within our hearts their fallen spirits thrive

To ride out
On rolling thunder
Bathed in ancient blackened majesty
Sacred spell of retribution
Cast in shadow, torn from the forlorn fabrics of time

A vision of fate
Reflected in the mirror of death

You will know my name
You shall know my name