The Imperious Horizon Lyrics

Beneath a blackened, midnight’s gaze, A sombre dread assumes its form, Its whispers on the freezing winds, Are portents of a looming age. Malevolence draws ever near, A growing darkness looms afar, Upon the distant dawn’s horizon, Beyond the foresights of good men. Through ravaged woods, in veils of mist, A haunting presence rises, Mountains shiver, and rivers bleed, As shadows lengthen onward. Omens telling now of terror, Foreboding vessels shall arrive, Premonitions are beholden In weakened souls and restless minds. As all hopes begin to wane. A looming terror… …As hopes begin to wane. Can then courage still unite us? Will steadfast hearts still stand and fight? Confronting the impending age, Where shadows battle over light.