Born from tarnishment shady and eternal he who lasts pass of aeon Conceived through blood of the lineage. From a glorious emperor of an old legion who summons the tempestous inversal gloom. Ancient spirit that blows the cryptical mountain. Ego sum Eöl who marches between the mist, from the lordly forest... Son of thunder in my past fallen in dismal, grim marsh of Gorgorium Goth Reborn through the magic influence from fatal infinities of Nemeton forest Endless embraced by gelid flows that wrap me like a shady cover.