By the light of the moon
Tidings o'er the western wind
Battered shores to stormy top
Flows the calamity of sin
Enigma standing tall
Sorrow blocking out the sun
Enigma crashing down
Take pride, the hour is won
The meek stand with hearts of gold
Tense amongst the aftermath
Dauntless are they rendered
Brazen as victory is sought
Enigma standing tall
Sorrow blocking out the sun
Enigma crashing down
Take pride, the hour is won
In victory
We all
Stand proud
In victory
We all
Stand proud
(Destroy)
Annihilation
(Consume)
Self-destruction
(Revolt)
Conflagration
(Relapse)
Revolution
Enigma standing tall
Sorrow blocking out the sun
Enigma crashing down
Take pride, the hour is won
I stand above it all looking away
Testifying what's been said
Though the battle's all but won
A hanging feeling of dread
I know what's coming next
A memory I can't track
As the tide begins to turn and
Light gives way to black
A looming threat approaching
Anger and regret
My strength leaves me now
Is the Enigma laid to rest?
Is the Enigma laid to rest?