White Light
Mist of The Maelstrom
White light Burns my eyes I wake and see The truth Blind your eyes If you have fear 5. Olympus Mons Maker of stone, rise... Bringer of fire, rise, rise! Wake from thy slumber Raise thy peak You will be a god again Hail to thee! Sleeping, waiting An ancient power Maker of stone, bringer of fire Rise Restore thy fallen summit Reign once more Spread thy fire, thy fury Upon the surface of mars Spread thy fire Thy fury On the surface Of mars