The Ceremony by Inpathos Lyrics
Forest,barren
Desertion of land
Absent of life
Now mortals stand
A calling
A purpose
From the beyond
Muster my courage
Weak souls begone
Kneel for the start of the ceremony
Impending retribution
Bend to my will
Destructive nature
My deadly skill
Glory, corruption
Reach for the box
Lifetime of torment
Eternal paradox
Bow for the cleansing of the soul
Sun in my eyes
This is my passage
Into the light
Great Prophet of War
Promise me more
Blood
Blood of the damned
Fresh slate, beginnings
Sunlight on my back
A hero’s journey
Righteous attack
Earning my blessing
A humble reward
Off to the kingdom
Brandish my sword
Stand for the end of the ceremony
Blood in my eyes
Blood of the masses
Burned by the light
By the sword in my hand
Cleansing the land
In the name of divinity
Loyal to the ring
Marching so far from my home
Call to war, call of grace, call it sacrament
Sacred is my quest, this I know
Draw my sword, holy light, holy lies abound
Fear in their eyes, in their bones
Flames arise, scorching the earth, burn the heretic
I watch on
In wonder
Of the might
Of evil incarnate, by your hand
Desertion of land
Absent of life
Now mortals stand
A calling
A purpose
From the beyond
Muster my courage
Weak souls begone
Kneel for the start of the ceremony
Impending retribution
Bend to my will
Destructive nature
My deadly skill
Glory, corruption
Reach for the box
Lifetime of torment
Eternal paradox
Bow for the cleansing of the soul
Sun in my eyes
This is my passage
Into the light
Great Prophet of War
Promise me more
Blood
Blood of the damned
Fresh slate, beginnings
Sunlight on my back
A hero’s journey
Righteous attack
Earning my blessing
A humble reward
Off to the kingdom
Brandish my sword
Stand for the end of the ceremony
Blood in my eyes
Blood of the masses
Burned by the light
By the sword in my hand
Cleansing the land
In the name of divinity
Loyal to the ring
Marching so far from my home
Call to war, call of grace, call it sacrament
Sacred is my quest, this I know
Draw my sword, holy light, holy lies abound
Fear in their eyes, in their bones
Flames arise, scorching the earth, burn the heretic
I watch on
In wonder
Of the might
Of evil incarnate, by your hand