Hear the voice of a legion call from afar Lucid thinking I drift into a rapture and cry Spirit of fire Myths of a nation come rising forth In dreams with strength to conjure How I lust for ancient words A serpent slithering Swallows me whole I feel my decomposed spirit slowly weakening Drawn in an empty void A nightmare inside Nothing can keep us awake Nothing can call out Across the ever-changing night Fiercely dark despite moons shining bright Apparition Slumber looms and all hope is gone Souls journey to the ancient stars Sharp delusion What I seek is found in depths of unreality Earthly screams are yelling out Guardians of the night, guardians of the end How I lust for ancient words A serpent slithering Swallows me whole Dreams of a nation bleak under dust Trapped in a dream Spirit of fire Myths of a nation come rising forth