Land of the Bewitched

Emerged from the depths of the Earth. I saw Emptiness and silver. This cage of a world runs deep. It finds our weakness. It seems like no one has been On the other side. But this mind Is not my own. It is my other's and mine. The Complete illusion presence. Like the ice to bind the rivers below. Like the tyrants to obey the free. We are born from the gloom of stone. To a father of darkness and cold. Though the ages as distant as time. Cursed all the bridges undone. We climb above the edge of the sky. Up towards the rising sun. With fire and brimstone We will purge the unhallowed Beware both our Fathers' wrath Like the ice to mark the river's flow Like the tyrants to raise and break We are born from the womb of snow To our father of darkness we call Though the ages as distant as Dark Past all the bridges of time We climb Above the edge of the sky To watch the rising sun