Black blades in their hands
Obey his every command
They search for that which was lost

Through realms of rime and of frost
Where no mortal may pass
Atop a dais of glass

Sits a scepter of light
A symbol of titan's might


He comes from cities of darkness
To suffer harlots and fools
Loneliness is his raiment

Solitude is his jewel
He's seen the valleys of solace
Beheld the spires of sleep

He's fed the pyres of the fallen
And heard their widows weep


We come from cities in darkness
To conquer cowards and fools
Loneliness is our payment

Solitude is our due
Walk through valleys of solace
Ascend the spires of sleep

Ignore the warnings of prophets
And for your children I'll weep


Skies blackened with crows
Shadows on winter's snow
Within a temple of ice

Priestesses perform the rites
Witness the setting of suns
The darkest days have begun

Let the seers come forth
At morning's light we ride north