[Intro] [Verse] In Khairo, under the sun, a gift once bloomed Lyraxis, archmage, a power she assumed Seeking in magic the immortal key To save her kingdom from its destiny Death was the plague, and time was the thief Stealing the knowledge beyond all belief [Verse] An echo in the desert whispered his name Kaelen, the monk, who honored life's flame In a sandy oasis, his temple arose With Soul-Catching Gloves that his mastery chose The mage, in her cloak, a dark plan did weave With the face of an ally, his trust to deceive [Pre-Chorus] In cunning dialogue, the web was spun A viper's kiss, 'til the monk was undone The thirst for more power, the light starts to wane The shadow within her screamed out to reign! [Chorus] The soul screams out in agony! In the ritual of cold heresy! The mortal flesh turns to dust The profane power is her trust! Kaelen falls, his light betrayed By the curse of the cross she made Forged with knowledge and with might To forever banish the night! [Verse] The moon bears witness to the treacherous art The clash of titans tears the world apart The ki against arcane, a bond is undone The life that once healed now serves the dark one An ancient spell, shadowy and final Magic's own lifeblood, a pact so infernal [Pre-Chorus] In the master's final blow, the trap was sprung The energy of life, on her dark tongue A crown made of bones, a throne made of dust Her kingdom of shadows, born from her lust! [Chorus] The soul screams out in agony! In the ritual of cold heresy! The mortal flesh turns to dust The profane power is her trust! Kaelen falls, his light betrayed By the curse of the cross she made Forged with knowledge and with might To forever banish the night! [Bridge] His body... a guardian with no will inside Silence... echoing on eternity's tide The gloves that once healed, now held in his grasp Draining all life in a profaning clasp Servant of shadow, champion of pain A macabre trophy of a false love's rain. She is the Queen Eternal! The Lich in her cave infernal! [Chorus] THE SOUL SCREAMS OUT IN AGONY! IN THE RITUAL OF COLD HERESY! THE MORTAL FLESH TURNS TO DUST THE PROFANE POWER IS HER TRUST! KAELEN FALLS, HIS LIGHT BETRAYED BY THE CURSE OF THE CROSS SHE MADE FORGED WITH KNOWLEDGE AND WITH MIGHT TO FOREVER BANISH THE NIGHT! [Outro] "In the dark lair... he waits in silence... The guardian of the one who will never... never... die..."
