Ascension Lost - Thulcandra

The secrets of the ancient dark

An illimitable ocean without bound

Where time and place are lost

This is my retaliation

As it is my sophomore gift

Behold, sons of the fading light

The awakening of the second shroud

The final fall of our time

A solace in the eerie calm

Of every soul’s demise

Behold, disciples of the treacherous sun

The infernal doors

Now broken past eternity

No bannered host, no fallen gods

May march and fail again

No length, breadth and height,

Behind the thunderous call

Of anarchy’s eldest state

I let you rest

In the deliverance of chaos' reign