Rise of the Legion

Seven years in the cold. They thought the shadows would consume us.

But shadows are where we hunt. Started with a dream.

Ended with a knife in the back. The dust is finally settled,

now we seeing through the cracks. The warlords wanted crowns, the false prophet

played pretend. The heavy hit and left brought the empire to an end.

Yeah. They walked out the door, left the project didn't give up.

Thought the fire would die but look at what we got. One flight across

the sea now the kings know the name. While the fraud plays his games