Corroded has became my sword
And weight gathered into my shield
Nations conquered and enemies slain
Now standing weary on a blood red battlefield
Adversary worth the ichor
I was storming into my demise
Like Icarus towards the sun
Flames of the empyrium set me on fire
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Behold the golden feathers of phoenix rising
Re-forged has become my blade
And weight was lifted from my shield
Thrones scorched and seared
Tombstone of the fall that once was feared More from Before the Dawn