Where ancient lords gather

Now among the gods of war
On black wings I saw him ride
Where the fires enthrone my scorn
Forsooth... he was the beast

I saw the pagan lust...

And my sword shall be wet of blood
The dreams of grace I devastate
I follow the burning serpent eye
And watch the dawn of black war

I saw the end of time...

Chaotic was the seed we were sowing
Armageddon brings forth the storm
And we drowned in the chantes of the ravens
Now their blood was our wine

I felt that white light will wither
And I knew that our time was to come
So where ancient lords gather
As a king (among kings) I shall stand proud

Summon now our disciples
We shall gather to call the storm
Speak the words of devastation
Bring forth the gods of ancient war