So Bloweth the Winds of War

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Imperial winds blow from the west
Once more our Might shall rise
Our Bows of Burning Gold
Let fly arrows of desire
Spears transfix our Destiny
To the hearts of the Enemy
Thundering chariots of fire
Driving Armageddon before us

Conquest and war, the bow and the sword
Adroitly pierce and cleave the bone
Famine and Death, the scale and the scythe
Astutely weigh and reap these souls

Behold the Infinite Majesty!
Enthroned in Clouds and Fire!

The gleam of a thousand blades piercing the skies
The shadow of a thousand dooms upon our foes
The blood of the sun drowning the Vault
Entombed within its Solstice

Funeral zephyrs blow
On hallowed plains of strife
As Eagles gird Empyreum's blaze
Talons grasp the burning wreath
The Ritual of blood and iron unfolds
Into whirlwinds of pandemonium

Now is the feasting of swords
Content when blue blades flame and crimson
Dead to the world as we are to their steel
Striving for Life beyond illusion

THIS IS THE COMMAND OF THE PATRIARCH!
We are summoned from beyond to awaken our Ancestry
ESTABLISH THE ELDER LINES!
Our ranks form the bulwark to the onslaught of our enemies
PROTECTED BY HERALDRY!
We sacrifice our blood to appease Ancient Deities
CHALICE UPON CHANTRY!
It is said that these lands are the Cradle of Divinity
HIDDEN WITHIN THE MIST!
The world is but dust in the Eyes of Reality
THRALL TO THE HAND OF TIME!
We come to spill our coffers and quest for Eternity
FOLLOW THE VOICE OF BLOOD!

Legions of Dead lay before me
On the bonestrewn path to Victory

We thrive on the whim of Cessation
To catch a glimpses of our Destiny
In a forest of Tombs and sanguine mists
Where Being vexes our wandering coffins
Home is but a spectre among the murk
A veil of gold and rusted swords
Swathed about the mystery of the Sin-Eater

I drink bitterness from this empty chalice
Onwards, by desolate ways
Foreign to the footfalls of our Fathers
Unceasing in Mental Fight
As our swords sing in our hands
We grasp beyond mortal throne and scepter
Towards the gleam of the Forgotten Race

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from Paragon, released June 6, 2018

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