Paroles de 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