Mastiphal

I'm flying up through eternity on
Wings of night, my heart is burning
And past is screaming
The moon is lightening spearhead
Of my power pagan fire surrounds
My soul, flowing through the mist,
I reveal primal times
I hear my brothers distant shout,
I can hear dull sound of war
I saw my fathers tears, pain, so now
I have my aim nostalgia suckles me.
It's time to fight, my enemies will die.