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To Walk The Ashes Of Dead Empires Lyrics - Singles - Caladan Brood

The burning fires fill the sky as a golden light enfilades the night 

Shattered mountains crumble away, their smouldering heaps upon the plains 

Ashes of gods, a cinereous rain 

A torrent of death covers the slain 

Blood has stained the silent stone where armies have fallen before the throne 

 

The burning fires fill the sky as a golden light enfilades the night 

Shattered mountains crumble away, their smouldering heaps upon the plains 

The mortal cries of perishing thralls 

Ancient towers topple and fall 

Beleaguered spirit, dying pride 

Dawn of sorrow, lamenter's shrine 

 

Such a slaughter, this battle of gods 

What a deluge, these rivers of blood 

The call of T'iam beckons me 

I have awoken to the rage 

Lost in thought, lost in space, lost in time 

Lost within this storm we drive 

Unleashing chaos inside 

The endless night sky dims my eyes 

 

The burning fires now subside as a golden dawn dethrones the night 

The aftermath of battle's toll, mighty silence they behold 

Landscapes bathed in colours pale, dressed in blood and broken maille 

Splintered spears, shattered swords, unmarked graves 

The cost of war 

 

Son of shadows betrays the night, father walks away from light 

Mother Darkness leaves us to die 

Kharkanas sounds its final hour, resplendent halls are empty and pallid 

Brothers forced another way 

A breach was sealed but a host was torn, raised this wall only to fall 

Bones ground into sands of the shore 

A voice reborn and a voice was shorn, the vice of centuries of life 

Must we make this sacrifice? 

 

Empty halls sing a hollow fall 

Dust-strewn cobblestones lead them home 

Ships now dreaming in their quiet ports 

Raise your glass to the ones returning 

Icy barrows and forgotten swords 

Snow-capped mountains hold forgotten words 

Deeds heroic and deeds unknown 

Carved upon the empty throne 

Are you remember?

Sea

Artist: Ina Wroldsen