A Face In The Glare

Brandish the hardblade, tempered in the blood of fallen foes
I will ride again
To the fountain
To the blackened stones
Because I remember, an oath made when we both were young

The moment I land is the moment he sends the storm

Cleaving through the night, like thunder, hooves will split the ground
I will ride again
To the fountain
To the blackened stones
Because I remember an oath made when we both were young

The moment I land is the moment he sends the storm my way

Red demonic eyes
The wild ripping claw
In the glare of my steel I see the face of a god

In the glare of my steel

Brandish the ravening blade, sharpened on the bones of fallen foes
I have rode again
On their ashes
On their broken forms
Because I remember an oath made when we both were young

The moment I land is the moment they send the storm my way

Red demonic eyes
The wild ripping claw
In the glare of my steel I see the face of a god

In the glare of my steel