Rising from a black bondage below into the pre-past

Legendary ancient mask now summoned by magicians

See massive retaliation out of the abyss

Who is the first to encounter darkened fate like this?

A once deserted battlefield - above Exumer's face

A glance up to the thunderous skies

Ascension day - today



Britain under Norman terror, innocent the victims

Thrashing, raping, burning, killing, slaying, now revenge

Young Hasting defender lowers the mask to his face

Long forgotten force within begins the deadly race

An invocation to be witnessed by the fighting masses

The moons of Leng, a sea of blood

The ascension of the mask



The warrior and the mask

Showing no remorse

Killing without end

A way of no return

The warrior and the mask

Invincible strength

The Abramelin

Possessed by the flame



Ripping flesh, bursting eyes

His soul falls, prey to the steel

Burning skin, bleeding brains

Tearing limbs, stop his revenge

Unconquerable fear, trembling walls

Diseased, dark gates open

Death-breath, yells-bells

Blood-flood, raging the battlefield



The war - that you have fought so hard

The end will not come so soon

So warrior - you think that you have won

This time you better think twice

You're wrong -you cannot escape your fate

Forged in the realms of war

Listen - there is no invincible strength

As there is no eternal life ... die!



Crying screams of disillusionment into the night

A fighter victorious, now consumed by fright

The steel mask he's wearing it won't come off

From inside the steel spikes push slowly in his eyes

Paying the prize of hybris on the field of war

The sorcerer he laughs/Ascension day - today