Regain The Dormant Realm

We have been given the cold insight to see
Where impure and stained Icons shine clean
Clean from the mockery of seedless our muted concious awaken
Through which we shift and rise to regain our stolen Craft
For any scheme to rise the holy schemes to chain the seeds of concealed might
Might we've drawn from darkness the dormant king resides within
And grim our gardens be within the dormant realm
And grim our prayers be within the dormant realm