Gathering of the Ancients

The temple trampled to pieces
Every stone thrown down
The elect remain in persecution
Forced underground
I ride through a night lit with the glare
Of burning martyred corpses
Seeking to preserve a hope
For those of the last generation

Yet the ancients still gather
Preserving the glorious future
The millennial reign

Watered by the blood of martyrs
The hidden church grows
And my time to suffer unto blood is near
But before my ordeal of fire
I must fulfill my destiny
What I owe to my spiritual descendants

At the summit of the elders
The Holy relic delivered
Hidden for the destined time
A hope for the last age

Yet the ancients still gather
Preserving the glorious future
The millennial reign

Prophecy fulfilled
The will forever sovereign
The story to be told
The Dawnbreaker

And my hour has come
I smile in victory
I enter the gates of heaven
And continue this war in prayer