Glimpse of the Dawn
Eternal hunger For the secrets kept in stone To see what lies beyond The brambles overgrown Will we ever know? Often we wonder What the watcher has in store Some say he walks among us Disguised in hood and cloak Yearning for The wealth of a distant shore Seeking lands Fertile and devoid of snow And we are fearful Of the sly one's wicked plan His whispers echo In the evil deeds of man Will he rule again?
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
We heard the warning call On wings of gold and steel The look in our eye held the moon in the sky Onward and never to yield At the sound of the tolling bell The mist began to rise The crest of the night obscured our sight And darkness would shield our cries It's a winding road I'm coming home At dawn the four winds blow To chase away the night Out from the black the was no turning back Galloping into the light In the glow of the setting sun We follow the endless trail Those that had died still wondering why And what lies behind the vale It's a winding road I'm coming home
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Weary the hunter in silence kneels The faintest of whimpers A canine squeal Bestial trudging The crack of bough Mist separating To reveal I rule the wind Commander of tooth claw and beak And in these woods I am the roots beneath your feet Ravens watch onward From the trees Whispering rumour On the breeze Wolves cry the warning A prickle of fear You're granted his mercy But don't linger here I rule the wind Commander of tooth claw and beak And in these woods I am the roots beneath your feet
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
If the night should lend you it's hand Would you reach out and take it? All these thoughts that you can't understand Who will answer your prayers? Night falling They're calling To carry the weight of this world So light the spark Vanquish the dark Soon you will be there again Child in pain Embrace mortality Father's words Echo through time If the fools draw a line in the sand Would you rise up and face it? Will you fight and take up your stand Send them to the darkness below Day's dawning I'm calling To live by the edge of a sword The thunder cracks No turning back Soon you will be there again Child in pain Embrace mortality Father's words Echo through time
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Instrumental
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Furtive outlander, it is you who holds the key. The crystal gates shall never reopen, bewail to all your greed. Cast out many moons ago, why dare to reappear? Stand before our kind and leave the world behind The final exit is near. We come to free our king Golden shields Marching forth Prophet decipher, the omens in feverish dreams Through divinations of mystic vibrations The teller reveals the scene Visions of an endless horde, shrouded ethereal glow crestfallen lepers, once seraphim sherpherds Unfurl their blackened wings We come to free our king Golden shields Marching forth In the final hour the vagabond will appear His light reflects on gold and steel
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
To the wind I cast my fortune On a shining sea of gold Shadows dance in crimson moonlight Sheltered from the cold Piercing rays shine from the dawn The path will be revealed The road that crosses distant heavens Pursued with pious zeal In my dreams I saw their haunted eyes The ones who scheme From the tower in the sky Tread softly now through gentle candle light Arcane conjuration breaks the seal inside Beguiled and shackled down to the dungeon's despair One thousand centuries imprisoned without a prayer Gaze into eternity From darkest dreams now set free Blood upon the tower walls Aeons pass as titans fall Deadly silence fills the court The dreamer alone with his thoughts The new lord begins his reign A jesters dance a foolish game Dreamer You're a dreamer Dreamer You're a dreamer in the dark
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Dawn breaks upon the frozen hill Thin men stand weary, jaded by a mad man's will To arms, to arms the tyrant calls And they limp towards his dying cause Dragging swords behind they plough the snow Your fingers wound like serpents 'round this daggers hilt Concealed behind a screen of smiles You blur the line between angel and fiend Unburdened by the gift of guilt Pray his disciples may soon overhear That vile adviser whispers poison in his ear Too late, too late the shackles bind And the fragile king has lost his mind Seeking further council from the snake Your fingers wound like serpents 'round this daggers hilt Concealed behind a screen of smiles You blur the line between angel and fiend Unburdened by the gift of guilt I feel a little strange today I'm looking in the mirror And the gold has turned to grey My eyes feel hollow now Set like stones within my brow And heavy weighs the crown Upon my neck At last the kind starts to defrost Tears streak his old cheeks As he mourns the years he's lost To work, to work they light the fire And the snake is burnt upon a pyre The vengeance will not compensate the loss Oh no Your fingers wound like serpents 'round this daggers hilt Concealed behind a screen of smiles You blur the line between angel and fiend Unburdened by the gift of guilt
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026