A Dark Promethean Flame

Born from abyssic tides A dark Promethean flame is burning No longer do we hide For those old gods granted us this fire From the depths we are yearning For that new dawn that they thought would never come Rising from shadows an empire flickering with cruelty Yet by natures rule this kingdoms darkness is balanced From the depths we are yearning For that new dawn that they thought would never come And as a phoenix burning long into the night An unforeseen dawn as radiant embers ignite A sword is raised uniting soul and cosmos Deep within an unfurling ancient forest realm Laid to rest, yet forever these seeds are sown Bathed in sun with deep roots that do flow What the phoenix burnt now germinates and grows