A Warship Braved the Tempest

I stand at the bow of the ship
Watching the scene unfold before my eyes

A portal, a torrent, a storm of the sea
Had appeared out of nothing with a fearful decree
A rift in time and space, a vortex from afar
From beyond the stars

We had been waiting on ships of our own
To defend our universe, to retake the throne

Now we wait for the moment to strike
We must have patience in our task
In this final hour, we throw ourselves to the wolves

At a glance from the captain of this vessel
Master of ships and Lord of waves
For one, for all, for the end of days
Let loose, black sails
A Warship
That braved the tempest and sailed into the dark
Guarded by a spell, we lead our armies
Into the arms of death
With grim indifference, we execute the plan
Here we make our stand

Falling through space and time
The past, present, future converge
A world covered in fire and rime
A realm between places in the heart of a storm

He awaits atop his throne
I look to my sides and I am not alone

Uttering a word of power, she of the star, the earth
Clears us a path
Prideless, wreckless, boundless
And shining like the sun

I Ascend the throne of fire
A torrent of blackened steel and blood
With my dying breath, I drive my sword into his heart

She who would name the stars takes her place
On the Throne
The Throne of Hollow Fire