Paces quicken in the sunless dawn, on the plains below As terra shifts so does the night, unbound with no ray of hope.
Scatter, the wide array of a thousand harried souls Dispersed throughout the lonely camp fleeing to their hold From Aeries high in show of force so quickly do they come To fall upon the weaker flesh and fell them where they run
Broken Shield of day, And so they carry on
And on the shepherds herd as few may tend to stray Always heading eastward toward the red and cracking clay Barrier reef to the north and mires in the south The path veers ever steeply to the estuaries mouth.
Failure in the tithe The pact was undone
Swift it moves... into sight Swift it slices... through the hide Swift it falls... on the pile beneath Under Starside skies!
From crimson earth I rise!
My burden borne and my steel un-stilled. Tempered with care a few remain To return to the fastness high I ride the rising crests away.
"Pushed to find a way To sate a higher lust So through night I ride!"
"My burden borne by craft of hand And strength of will Under Starside skies!"
A darker path Through twilight's sky Awash in a sea of cries
The preternatural rush Of a frenzied kill Under Starside skiesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
