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