Prophecy of the elder reign

The dark veil of a man's hate
remains as the true glory
within a warrior's heart
See the blackened sky
the ravens as they fly
prophecy
Chaos and majesty
revealed from the dust
of village that fell
under stormy skies
Flaming banners
on desolate land
still - yet alive
Ancient symbols
arise once more
blazing - mighty
empowered by darkness
Shattered remains
pierced by deep earth
dreams of mortals
enclosed in flames
ruptured images
awaiting an end
The blood drips endlessly
From battle shrines
to feed the thirst
of the barren war field
In union - yet desolate
in glory - yet sorrow
beneath the skies we stand
awaiting our reign