The Nameless
Eluveitie - Origins
The bloom of the silvern night
When the gates of Antumnos were opened wide
From Thy bosom arose in glory
The children of the Otherworld
you're the primordial one
A rose e'er blooming from noble stem
Hath sprung the tribes of the night born
Thine is the power and the glory
From Thy bosom arose in glory
The children of the Otherworld
you're the primordial one