Performed by Incarnation

Incarnate our souls,
Reveal life again
The beauty of this place
Brings us back in sin
Approach the unknown,
Discover the one,
The gods have set thier eyes
And chosen to be your sons
Silence spreads it's wings,
Purifies us all
Sacrilege we rule
Punished by the fall
Shapes of white surround us,
Winds of the eternal fall now rest
Within our pagan souls
Into the sadness of infinity
We, the lost souls of heaven march
Oh, righteous lord!