Crusades - The Torchbearer lyrics

Armspan wide and tendrils tried, yet none could strangle tyranny of will Heresy inherently, foreshadowed final hour upon the hill Heart and mind ahead of time, a once unquestioned void began to fill Perhaps the first to cast the curse, a torch in the darkness still The shadow of ideas had no doubt begun to loom When the cold and blackened embers set about to warm the tomb Through the darkness into light we soar (the shadow of ideas)