Besedila:
Storm Legion Lost And Forgotten

through dead cities Walking among lost souls who forgot how to speak Ghostlike wandering Patterns joined together by shifting connections You walk away and

The storm of shredded glass has proceeded The howl of the Scaled Deity Shrill like a whirlwind in a cave Asserting its return As a million lost

Here and now until The curtain lowers Slaying all the evil down below Onwards we ride now To what we know Strong enough to stay And carry on forever