Thrall Of The One - Maelstrom

From forgotten mountains

Corrupted souls enthralled

By darkness

Unleash themselves to strike with grief

Dark spirits with dark intent

Armed with ungodly fear

Set out on an unholy mission

They shall never meet death

Riding as one

Hungering the one

Wretched calls striking fear into the hearts of men

Everlasting presence casting a dark shroud over vast skies

Through battles they ride, hunting the ultimate prize

They remain flawless

Like hounds out for blood — they shall never meet life