Crown Of Autumn - To Wield The Tempest's Hilt lyrics

Grand arbiter of time and space And father of the primal race The middle cross upon the hill - his hands to wield the tempest's hilt Show us the way To achieve greatness and sacred peace Beyond the storms of war For a younger dawn to be released The emperor is faithful And true to the sacred vow The furious sea The oncoming hordes: they shall bow! Brandish the holy Libra's law For men to reap just what they sow From Paradise, five scarlet rills - his hands to wield the tempest's hilt Show us the way To reach dryness and transparency Beyond our dripping sins For this weary sorrow to be ceased The emperor is faithful And true to the sacred vow The furious sea The oncoming hordes: they shall bow! Born to wield To wield the tempest's hilt! Skulls erode in hollow helms Spread like stones across the land Desolation through the mounds - no memory, no sound