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In the Wake of the Night
09:06
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Warriors kneel to fire and steel
In this madness of war
Floating within the visions unseen
Like never before
An eye for an eye, to fight and to die
To rule the kingdoms destroyed
Falling apart my valiant heart
Trapped in the void
Devastation, despair and strife
In this world of the dark
Turning the tide again side by side
We fight to survive
Too many screams, too many dreams
Dwelling long in my mind
Hear my pray the blood of today
In the wake of the night
Where are the prophets for me to predict
When it comes to an end?
Rainfalls washed down their cloaks and their bones
With stones and sand
Where are the kings of a thousand worlds
Arrogant barons and lords?
Their armor's corroding in far away fields
Chopped by hundreds of swords
Cities abandoned, ruins and plague
That's all I can see
What lies ahead obscure and dead
It's my destiny
I am the damned doomed to ascend
To the frozen starlight
Hear my call once and for all
In the wake of the night
Soon, brothers, we shall arrive
To the shores of sunrise
The wind will embrace our shame and disgrace
Our fears and lies
And then we'll forget nothing
Lives ruined and virtues denied
Now it's our turn to fall and to burn
In the wake of the night
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2. |
The Last Stand
11:16
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Out in the distance rumbling of hooves
Blowing up silence, shaking the roofs
Horses are dancing inhaling the heat
The ground is trembling under my feet
Out in the distance we're holding the line
No revelation for us at this time
Piercing the air with spears and pikes
Counting minutes as the enemy strikes
No expectations, no hope and no fear
Stuck in this castle for almost a year
Peasants have fled to the woods nearby
There's only us waiting to fight and to die
The trumpets have sung their hymns of demise
Sun's getting higher blinding our eyes
The bells on the towers silenced their call
This is our last stand, this is our fall
Howling of arrows piercing my shield
Blood fountains pouring across battlefield
One last dream of glory, one last final breath
Before and beyond the black gates of death
Cavalry charge, nowhere to run
Lances and armor blaze in the sun
Squeezing the helmets, crushing the skulls
Comrades are falling around one by one
Out in the distance the battle dies out
Where are you my brothers, so brave and so proud?
Smoldering corpses, smell of decay
The ugly remains of those died today
And who will remember these glorious days?
Who will recall our faces and names?
The songs never written, the shades of the past
Vanished in time, turned into dust
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3. |
Lament for the Fallen
08:40
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Winter has come
With snowfalls and frost
And my memory summons
The ones who I've lost
Now the night is descending
And the wind stops its roar
I wish you were here with me
On this desolate shore
When silence falls over
Your traces and graves
In honor and glory
I call up your names
In our countless battles
In our conquests and rides
With a sword and a spear
My brothers in arms
Again and again
I clearly recall
Screams of the wounded
Piercing the nightfall
And mournful dawn
Over shattered wasteland
Not many of you, brothers
Made it to the end
Those days are long gone
And you're so far away
But I still see in the clouds
Your battle-array
My fearless companions
My desperate guards
I know you can all hear me
My brothers in arms
Winter has come
Bringing sorrow and pain
And the angels are sleeping
'Till another doomsday
But I see our frayed standard
Flaunting high in the sky
And I hear through the ages
Our fierce battle cry
So here I am praying
Under whispering trees
Closing ranks of immortals
In my visions and dreams
You have all disappeared
In the ocean of stars
And I'll never forget you
My brothers in arms
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4. |
My Revelation
10:34
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The cradle is broken
The winds carry plague
And I dream of the fire
To take me away
Navigating by clouds
I ride all alone
Through the mountains and forests
On the road so long
Every step is immortal
Every drop of the rain
On my journey eternal
Falling over again
In grief and starvation
Every dream falls apart
This is my revelation
Of rebellious heart
Ashes lands on my traces
Thunder answers the call
I'm the only forgiven
The one left to fall
In the purple horizon
On the mountain peaks
I am but a shadow
The one never speaks
And the raindrops keep singing
Like a funeral bell
This is what they call freedom
This is what i call hell
In the world of stagnation
Disaster, decline
This is my revelation
Of thunderous mind
My life is forbidden
Every breath is a crime
And the future lays hidden
In the distance of time
So I follow the fallen
And pray the deceased
And the woods standing silent
Dissolved in the mist
In my blind desperation
Of the story untold
This is my revelation
Of the world I destroyed
In grief and starvation
Every dream falls apart
In the world of stagnation
Disaster, decline
In my blind desperation
Of the story untold
This is my revelation
Of the world I destroyed
On the path of damnation
All the bridges lay burned
This is my revelation
Of the world I destroyed
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