Skyline placed at hand.
Mightier than the ages before.
Mystic crypts around the coffin of sin.
Graspop ment to burn across my spin.
Shelter mountain risen at one.
Power steel barbarian crocs.
Metal blades in blackened swords.
Dome of doom in straight hands god.
Red clouds lurk the skyline.
Across the nearly deaths storm.
Mindtry bells of blasting fire.
Placed beyond the wintery glaciar.
At horizon they‘re over...
The red clouds of mighty power.
At horizon they‘re cover...
The red clouds are soon over..