Writ of Pitchfork letra

Hard is too of life's decay
With breaths withering we all shall pay
See hoards run thinner by the day
Wealth falls to dust on winding way

Why returns a man
To field where he fell
Barros he fears less than a single farewell
Why kneels a man
On ruins of one throne
When blood of her sons did built it alone

First to reave, blood cleanse the grief
No dust drown the hate nor guilt shall relieve
Why then are my dreams of war
And war dreams of me

Why returns a man
To field where he fell
Barros he fears less than a single farewell
Why kneels a man
On ruins of one throne
When blood of her sons did built it alone

Banner clad spears in wreath of thousands
Fallen seethe on hooves beneath
Horns blow the length of man's breath
Ride to the gates of death

Crimfall - Letras

• Ascension Pyre
• Aubade
• Eschaton
• Frost Upon Their Graves
• Hundred Shores Distant
• It's a Long Road
• Kunnes Sade Saa
• Mother of Unbelievers
• Non Serviam
• Shackles Of The Moirai
• Shadow Hearth
• Silver And Bones
• Son Of North
• Storm Before The Calm
• Ten Winters Apart, Part I: Far from Any Fate
• Ten Winters Apart, Part II: Song of Mourn
• Ten Winters Apart, Part III: Sunder the Seventh Seal
• Ten Winters Apart, Part IV: Dawn Without a Sun
• The Crown Of Treason
• The Last of Stands
• The Writ Of Sword
• Until Falls the Rain
• Wayward Verities
• Where Waning Winds Lead
• Wildfire Season
• Writ of Pitchfork