(lyrics: Les)    Dark edifice shrouded in the thick mist  Walls covered with shadow bathed in the purple of the sun  Master's throne wrapped in the attire of the ancient lords  Might returned to the old bewitched gates    Standing on the hill of truth  I reach out towards the abyss  Wind tousles my body  I feel the ancient power    Wild sea waves strike with crash against the walls  Power of nature unveils its mighty face  Let us be carried away by the force of element  Flesh, blood, lasting and death    Might returns    False symbols burn  Fire whirl devours  What the weak worshipped  In the times of darkness and deceit