Dark gloryful night witness The power of our unholy might As I feel the ancient force Standing within the old castle walls Here where my memories and visions unite Here where my mysteries never died Sights and dreams of evil are formed Here where revenge will be reborn Still I return to these places Of dark magical powers And a proud medieval spirit Which never really passed AND I CALL YOU MY BROTHERS! We are the fire which burns Without an end We are the warriors of a time Which never ended We are the voice of the past Which is present forever We are soul of immortal rites We are the force which never died We will enthrone a past Which is present forever....
gloryful, present, never, died, enthrone