Test Of Time — Nocturnal Rites

Standing lost at a crossroad Life is lying in my hands Faith is calling above us And who can tell when the world will end

Time will choose only one man Only one must grow old We can both see it coming And we know, it's been told

Passing through centuries My mind growing weaker Whose fate will be sealed The gift of growing old

Only the strongest one Will make it to the end The final gathering is at hand

The time has come, there will be one To stand the trial and the test of time Another lifetime is on the other side

We're the last ones standing Only one must fall By the sword it settles And we know it's been told

As the sreel rings through the night I strike the deadly wound We both see it's coming And I know I'm the chosen one