Fire Lances of the Ancient Hyperzephyrians - The Sword

We’ve crossed the burning wastelands

Sought out forgotten tombs

Within this shattered planet

Beneath a broken moon

We live amongst the ruins

Where cities once did rise

From graves of fallen nations

Watch hollow eyes

In our time we have seen

Untold pain and suffering

Our legends tell of weapons

Wielded by kings of old

Crafted by evil wizards

Unholy to behold

We seek the fire lances

That slew the ancient race

The world where they were masters

Now lays in waste

In your time you shall see

Endless death and misery

Invoke myth and prophecy

All you know shall cease to be