Mystical End Lyrics - Night Of The Stormrider - Iced Earth

On the plains of the desert 

A murmured cry was heard 

From the echoes of a wind song 

Singing of a word 

The word of the land begotten 

Is very seldom taught 

To natives of the desert 

Which tribes of old have sought 

Way up in the sky the sun is Burning bright 

All the natives screaming, Screaming to be free 

The teachings of a wasted Life and a darker death 

The burning sun is turning Black falling from the sky 

As the moon fades away 

And the sun turns black 

The darkest fall from the sky 

Prepared for their attack 

In the dawning hour 

The doom and destruction begins 

Inside the natives minds 

It seems it never ends 

At once the sun turns back 

And the battle stops 

Everyone's in grave danger 

Except for those of the dead 

For the one who shall deceive us 

Is the one...