Crusades - The Shadow of Ideas lyrics

The shadows of ideas now are looming, the wheels of memory begin to spin The prophecy of numbered days consuming, the fate forged in the flames ignites within The witchery of intellect inhuman, the sinful lust to impugn and inquire The prophecy of numbered days consuming, the first steps in the lonely march to fire Fear not the shaft; fear not the hunter's aim: into the splendors of the living flame The first steps in the march to fire