Conceived in battle to appropriate the throne In realms of endless sorrow Maddening reign Slain in captivity to foreign realms unknown A burst ascending from below, the first is born again Summoning the night Wrapped in iron chains Heathens riding across the sky to guide the shadows home Night, glorious night The holiest fight The legacy of the chosen one Honor and pride On mountains we rise The legacy of the second son A undulated flame is soaring through the sky Two-headed beast begot this plague of the king A twisted figure clad in gold and laced with blood and bred for war His labyrinth descending on the enemy Marching to their fate Scourge of hate arise Inquisition gates have opened Calling out my name Wretched voices in the dark Hear them calling Through seven reigns upon this long-forsaken throne Far beyond the storm They will abide by the father of all lies Just another fallen son Now he rises Through the ashes of a noble ruler Vengeance lies within They will be bound forever more