Emperor — Towards the Pantheon

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May the wolves start to howl again

May the age of darkness arise
We will travel for eternity’s into the unknown to reach what we seek
Fight the ways through the barriers of light through the wastelands
Where nothing but grief have become the eternal memory
Shield of life, sword of death held up high into the sky
Guided by the shining moon in the starry sky above
In the horizon beyond black clouds of destruction rages like dancing shadows of pain
We will grant Him their pain
He will grant us His flame
In flesh and blood, he will arise to deliver the key
As the armours black robe slides across the landscape, we see the land of wisdom, strength and pure evil
Darkness, frost hate, the throne will be ours
May the wolves start to howl again
May the age of darkness arise
May we touch the black flames of the past again and forevermore