Rising from a black bondage below into the pre-past 

Legendary ancient mask now summoned by magicians 

See massive retaliation out of the abyss 

Who is the first to encounter darkened fate like this? 

A once deserted battlefield - above Exumer's face 

A glance up to the thunderous skies 

Ascension day - today 



Britain under Norman terror, innocent the victims 

Thrashing, raping, burning, killing, slaying, now revenge 

Young Hasting defender lowers the mask to his face 

Long forgotten force within begins the deadly race 

An invocation to be witnessed by the fighting masses 

The moons of Leng, a sea of blood 

The ascension of the mask 



The warrior and the mask 

Showing no remorse 

Killing without end 

A way of no return 

The warrior and the mask 

Invincible strength 

The Abramelin 

Possessed by the flame 



Ripping flesh, bursting eyes 

His soul falls, prey to the steel 

Burning skin, bleeding brains 

Tearing limbs, stop his revenge 

Unconquerable fear, trembling walls 

Diseased, dark gates open 

Death-breath, yells-bells 

Blood-flood, raging the battlefield 



The war - that you have fought so hard 

The end will not come so soon 

So warrior - you think that you have won 

This time you better think twice 

You're wrong -you cannot escape your fate 

Forged in the realms of war 

Listen - there is no invincible strength 

As there is no eternal life ... die! 



Crying screams of disillusionment into the night 

A fighter victorious, now consumed by fright 

The steel mask he's wearing it won't come off 

From inside the steel spikes push slowly in his eyes 

Paying the prize of hybris on the field of war 

The sorcerer he laughs/Ascension day - today