The entities of my lost dominion   Those majestic bringers of chaos and wisdom   Lead the rain of our discontent   To this precious land we have returned   To this decayed glory we have mourn...      But for what reason the temple of magnificence has been corrupted?   We have lost all the aura of greatness   This fight we now endure is the penance we must suffer   In the search of all that was, and again shall never be...      Mindbending atmosphere of irrevocable doubts   A sign of the strange anxiety that always have been within myself   Am I not a warrior?    Yes, the proudest of all, lost in the foreboding darkness   That covers the land of The Chasm      A dark cloud of hate   The infinite flame that burns this dream   A sad message...