Maiden Of Anguish

Rains descend on this mangled camp

A fortress withered by endless affray

Sisterhoods befell to a hex

The demoness initiates her reign

Strongholds corrupt, dissolution

Manipulated rogues against their own

Horrors from beyond the grave

Lurk deep within a cobweb-ridden cave

From the monastery graveyard

Rise the blood raven in possessed rage

Tortured spirits banished now

Dust-ridden crypts, we must investigate

Through the murk of the dark wood

Roots run deep below the molded turf

The eldest tree withholds the scroll

Open portals to ruination

Plunge through the sunken passageways

To the monolithic monuments

Liberate the elder Cain

Foretelling terrors imminent to rise

And so it came to pass, the countess bathed in virgin blood

Buried alive beneath a castle fell to ruin

Fortunes lie alongside the rotting skulls that bear mute witness

To the inhumanity of the human creature

Across the marshes, black, Carver shamans lie slain in packs

The vile archers exorcised and put to rest forever

Night Clan blades shatter under the weight of retribution

Nests of wretched blood hawks cease to discharge for eternity

Storm the barracks, smite the smith, retrieve the enchanted malus

Weapons bound in sorcery are hammered on this weathered forge

We march through rusted prisons up to the inner cloister

An armored stand is made against the darkness upon us

To the depths

Of the poisoned halls where the lamia waits

The Maiden of Anguish felled

But the battle is far from complete