Inquisition - Triumphant Cosmic Death

And we shall rise like fire
Through the darkest of skies
The lone souls who remain
Are the blood of cosmic death

The flame shall rise as king
When all has gone over the horizon
I stand in the rays of a star

Dark tomb for a throne, beast with serpents for a crown
Bones from ashes of the stars, eyes from shadows of dead moons

I sing to the master of death
Where space and time begin
The triumph of death shall rise
The last to stand on a

Dark tomb for a throne, beast with serpents for a crown
Bones from ashes of the stars, eyes from shadows of dead moons

Mystical one of the cosmic tomb
Lord of all stars with a serpent crown
Realm of the dragon I invoke your blood
Venom of the snake brings a new dawn

Oh! So, rise
Oh! My king