Fortresses built by idle hands Weapons forged in the shadows Solemn words praise the devoted and brave Stepping on the threshold of the insane -The walls must be breached
The branches of the old tree creak The songbird sings it's elegy The lifetime leaves are turning pale The serpent gnawing and spitting
Praising the high king on his golden throne For shelter, harvest and peace Seeking council in the halls of the tyrant Dwelling on the doorsteps of doom -The walls must be breached
The branches of the old tree creak The soldier swinging swords The glare in the hearts is fading The serpent feasts with joy
Chase the serpent Step on his tail Grant it eyes to behold Grant it wings to expand Grant it thoughts to convey Grant it claws to destroy
EIHWAZ/EOH Envision the sacrifice EIHWAZ/EOH Glance into the worlds EIHWAZ/EOH Let the blood heal EIHWAZ/EOH Let it grow, let it rot
As certain as birth and death Grief will follow laughter and joy The vermin will return to the lair But the branches will never break -The walls will breachTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
