Feeling the pain

Inside this tortured frame

Scrying the past

Visions in broken glass

Riding The Wave

To bring back The Ancient Ways

Rune Spells be cast

Dark secret of Holy Mass

Oh can't you tell

The Magik is inside The Well



The Triad's flames

Doth cover all the planes

Fight to the last

Be more than war Friction in Mass



Black hail and rain

Nightmares outside the brain

Unholy wrath

Friction that lights The Path

Knights of the Flame

Defenders in Odin's name

Life comes to pass

The Magik of Hallowmas

Oh can't you see

The Fire is inside of thee



The Triad's flames

Doth cover all the planes

Fight to the last

Be more than war Friction in Mass



Sacred Laws of old

And ancient spells

Are never lost to those

Born of The Well

The icey wastes of home

Bred into me

A taste for the unknown

A hate for blasphemy

The waters of The Lake

Purify The Soul

But wisdom of The Fates

Always has its toll

The Fires of Mars have burned

Inside of thee

The tides shall soon be turned

By destiny

Evil lords of war

Drunk on virgin blood

Ram through the door

Letting loose The Flood

Titons rise again

Gorgons of Light

The wars now begin

'Tis time to fight



Warriors rise from the grave

Longships sailing The Wave

Bloodshed on every shore

Friction massing from war



Knights of The Flame

Rise from the grave

Fight to the last

Friction In Mass



Too wild to tame

Setting the world ablaze

Bards of the craft

Burning the midnight wax

Breaking the chain

Avenging the wrongly slain

Lords of The Axe

Servants of Candlemas

Oh can't you see

The Magik is inside of thee.