March Of The Giants

Deep in the mountains where the silence of the stone lies unbroken

and where fire is born

Giant men of Power lay waiting for the Serpent of Fate

to rise from the Sea of Dreams

With weapons in hand, a deep breath and one last stand

- to ascend to the Throne of the age of Man

Marching on, marching on 'till the Sun hides

Marching on, marching on against you and I!

Disturbed is the peace - Aggressive toward Order

MEI'AE KYKAOE THE I'AIAE EMHPOE MAY

Hammer on hammer, sword on sword

and lightning strikes the ground we walk

Now their purpose is clear

Minions of chaos march, born of black heart

Forces of Thunder and the Trident responding

from the skies and the darkened blue seas

Elements of the mind merging, the Virtue of Rising

their weapon: tempered thought and steel

The Bringers of Dawn, rise holding the Moon

and the Dream of the Thrones of the Age of Man

One mighty clash - EPEBOE! EPEBOE!

The worlds collide - EPEBOE!

Dreams turned to ashes - EPEBOE! EPEBOE!

The fighting goes on and on...