A Somber Warcry Lyrics - Singles - Arghoslent

The sword holds memories 

The clash of armored men 

Lands which bred bravery 

Strange ways to entice them 

Arsenal of glory 

Unconquered soldiery 

The sword holds memories 

The clash of armored men 

Lands which bred bravery 

Strange ways to entice them 

Arsenal of glory 

Unconquered soldiery 

Profane century 

Medieval victory 

An honor that has been gone 

I feel the scorn rush through me 

The countless fallen heroes 

Whom befouled their dignity 

Profane century 

Medieval century 

Amongst the ruins of hoary castles 

Powerful wreaths of incense rise 

The wretched knights cull the emblems 

To ride along their graceful mounts 

Throughout the chamber the aura of hate 

Habitually dispersed upon hammering steel 

Their cascading blood ensured the kinship 

Enthralled amid the somber warcry