Drowning The Light The Blood of the Ancients 1. So Far From Home 2. Night Of Neverending Turmoil The Moonlight shattered across the breaking waves In the distance the dark clouds swell and grow... As the storm approaches The rain starts to create a haze of sorrow Its soft sound breaking the eerie silence before the darkness As the wind picks up rotten dead leaves Bushing against my face, Dead and frail like this broken shell They disintegrate into oblivion This night of never ending turmoil This storm of distorted time The hunger for the end Yet the strength to go on To be one with the storm and all its destructive force To be one with all that is and was All that destroys thus created The blood in our veins that has been passed on since the first dawn And the dusk that takes our breath away Feeding the blackness in our hearts 3. Chamber Of Lost Hope Through the withered vines of a rotting forest The ruins of the old world lay untouched for centuries Still trapped within time Holding a millennia of decadence and knowledge Holding the key to unlock the future Tattered scrolls written in peasants blood A time where nobility ruled with an iron fist Glory for the strong Death for the weak Through the walls of stone In a chamber of lost hope Not touched by the light Lies the path to our fate Our destiny Our calling To the blacker future we create 4. Lunar Reflection In Blood (Vampyres Of The Old) The carrion circle the rotten corpse Seasons ago before the summer stench Under the winter stars A lone creature stalks the night Its reflection dancing against the streams it passes Looking for its next victim A lunar reflection in its eyes These cold nights draw out the aristocrats of old Surviving centuries off mortal essence The writing race of lesser beings walk the day At dusk the fear strikes and they cower For when the sun dies he awakens In the colder months when the nights are longer This world belongs to Him again 5. The Darkness Is The Guiding Light Through the flames of the modern world An honour is still held high Through the corruption of this poisoned earth A pride that will never die March to the end knowing we may never win Watch all that you know crumble Yet still fight on for all you believe in March to the end knowing we may never win Watch all that you know burn And as your comrades fall all around As all you once knew rots in the ground You cannot lose sight of the higher purpose that your serve Never forget what this wars about they all get what they deserve March to the end knowing we may never win Watch all that you know crumble Yet still fight on for all you believe in As your blood flows over the earth The seeds you have sown Dying with a purpose This will not be the end But a new beginning This is not about one but all The darkness is the guiding light And now we are one This will not be the end And now we are one 6. Residing In A Kingdom Now Lost I am the sun And I am the moon I am the winter chill On the first day of June The dark mystery That lies in the sea As my heart yearns To truly be free As the flames of the old Burns on with passion Till my heart grows cold I crush the empires and crumble walls of stone I burn the villages of those below I am the dark And I am the cold The blood of the ancients That can never be sold The spirit of our ancestors The storm that rages on The fragments of a broken past Forgotten by name Possessed by times of old Immortal soul of the cold Centuries of wisdom at a cost Residing in a kingdom now lost 7. Servant Of An Unholy Plague In an empire of mutilated silhouettes Where shadows tell tales of nocturnal dark enigmas Who curse the very ground they walk on Who cause the feeble to tremble A lonesome soul watches from a far Poisoning the light with his gaze A black templar of unearthly power A rotten being of foul intentions He curses the very ground he walks on He causes the feeble to tremble He reeks of dead angels tears He lives with the rats of no fear The servant of an unholy plague The bringer of cruel intent He wanders a path of sorrow Torture to reinvent He is the bite of this world Thrown aside by the cross The one who rapes the hymen of earth Who spreads the black crust He laughs at the folly of man He is part of our dark clan With spite he loughs His story will be told For years to come He will always return A fire that forever burns 8. When Dusk Breathes Its Last Breath As the funeral dirge solemnly plays A grave ravaged by time With one decaying rose Laying subtly on top of the cracked earth Alone in a cemetery of benevolence Death by ones own hand Gives them this curse When dusk breathes its last breath And the eerie dirge fades A melancholic apparition appears Sitting in sorrow Waiting to pass the other side Forever bound here Longing for that which will never come And when the dawn bleeds in Fading back to nothingness Till dusk breathes again The nights so empty The nights so lonely Haunting in sadness 9. Victory In Sight Blood! Through the turmoil we rise With our pride burning deep inside As its rooted in our veins Blood passed on from fathers To their sons Our motherland calls to its children Fight on! fight on! Our motherland calls to its children Fight on! Fight on! Through the turmoil we rise With our pride burning deep inside As its rooted in our veins Blood passed on from fathers To their sons Our motherland calls to its children Fight on! Fight on! Our motherland calls to its children Fight on! Fight on! Under one banner victory in sight Win or lose no matter the outcome We have fought with honour We have fought with pride We have fought for our blood We have fought for what's inside Our motherland calls to its children... fight on...fight on...