Highland - Burning in Forgotten Times lyrics

Ancient is my seed, summoned through ancestral pain Deepest my wounds thus mightiest I stand Funeral miasma, I gaze down upon man Sight through the open eye Bleed the light, chimera from the past Suffocate the human breath Cold Flesh of living to ashes of dead Burning in forgotten times Cauldron of the weeping Cold tombs of the night Kiss the grime and filth of earth The scent of pride shall k** the rat The site of hate shall perish souls Kneeling before d**h The darkness has frozen the sun and earth Ending the plague, of the living dead Patterns of embers in hue of night The messenger arose in the form of smoke I spit my hate towards the temple of time Drowning light into abyssal space Ancient is my seed, summoned through ancestral pain Deepest my wounds thus mightiest I stand Exhuming the graves where your fathers lie Unearthing the skeleton dust