(Verse 1) The horizon is moving, a mountain of grey, The Nephilim march in the light of the day. Thirty feet tall, with shields made of lead, They walk on the fields where our ancestors bled. The Silver Gates of Enloydom stand tall, But Olxyos laughs at the height of the wall. He raises a hammer of obsidian stone, To shatter the peace that the kingdom has known! (Pre-Chorus) Archers, to the ramparts! Let the arrows fly! Like a storm of black feathers against the gold sky! But the skin of the giant is thicker than pine, They shrug off the steel of the human line! (Chorus) The Silver Gates are bending! The iron begins to scream! The Nephilim are ending the beauty of the dream! Against the wall of giants, the army stands its ground, While the thunder of the hollow makes a terrifying sound. Hold the line! For the Queen and the Crown! Before the stone pillars come tumbling down! (Verse 2) Erik stands high on the battlement’s edge, The Greatsword is glowing, a shimmering pledge. He sees the first breach, where the stone starts to give, "Today we show them how humans can live!" He leaps from the tower, a comet of blue, Cleaving a path as the giants push through. The first of the Nephilim falls to the dirt, As the Lord of the Sword proves the giants can hurt! (Bridge) (The music slows down—heavy, mechanical chugging on the guitars) CRUNCH! goes the hammer! SHATTER! goes the gate! The Warlord Olxyos decides on our fate! He steps through the rubble, he stands in the square, The scent of the sulfur is thick in the air. He looks at the King with a sneer of disdain, "Your era is over! I've come for your reign!" [Lead Guitar and Electric Violin Duel: Sharp, jagged notes representing the flying splinters of the broken gate] (Verse 3) The square is a graveyard of silver and red, As the army of Enorl counts the first of its dead. But Loyria is there, with a bow in her hand, Rallying the knights for the sake of the land. The King and the Warlord, they lock eyes in hate, In the smoke and the ruins of the broken gate. The first battle rages, the city’s in flames, As history carves out the new heroes' names! (Chorus) The Silver Gates are bending! The iron begins to scream! The Nephilim are ending the beauty of the dream! Against the wall of giants, the army stands its ground, While the thunder of the hollow makes a terrifying sound. Hold the line! For the Queen and the Crown! Before the stone pillars come tumbling down! (Outro) The gate has fallen... The giants are in... The Lord of the Sword... Let the slaughter begin. (Sound of a massive explosion and the crumbling of heavy masonry)
