In the reaches of the old haunted trees  A place where legend speaks of terrible things  I've heard the rumors of the evil in the hills  Spire of the tower a beacon for the damned  Its force of will grips you like an unseen hand  A blacked spire rises high against the sky  Casting shadows on the land  You cannot turn away your mind has been possessed  Another victim to fulfill the darkened quest  Hollowed eyes of all the fools who came too near  Set upon the unsuspecting world below  Forged long ago in ancient forests  Now, alone it stands  Against this desolate earth  Since long before out time  These walls have unleashed plagues of war  These fools have unleashed plagues of war  Into the land  Long ago an ancient malice left its mark  Awoken by the curiosity of men  Black spire looms above the edifice of pain  Calling all its allies to rise up from the pit  Drawn towards seduction and the power of the curse  The thunder of chaos boils in the sky  For on this infernal night the human race dies  Force of will, cold and cruel, can't resist, power of the curse