In the histories of enmity the demons thicken,
Only through hatred can monsters thrive
And mortal men fight on, in vain
In search of something akin to immortality
Marble veined hands try to touch the sun
And in the shadow they cast, animosity grows
There is one death to many, another conflict begins
And demons of old are loosed on an unforgiving world
Darkness cracks marble and mankind bleeds pride
Left in the remnants of themselves humanity struggles
Standing again, waving a banner of hostility