Hosting Of The Sidhe Lyrics - Primordial

Shone the sunset red and solemn 

Where we stood and observed 

Down the corners of the column 

Letter strokes of Ogham carved 

'tis belike a burial pillar 

Said he and those shallow lines 

Hold some warriors name of valour 

And will rightly show the signs 

No one saw, how far I fell 

And no one ever knew 

That there was a heart of flesh 

Deep within me 

As it was, bled of the twisted horn 

And the howling of the dogs 

Raise on old Heroes lament 

While the weeping of women 

Still vexes my heart 

If this is my Journey End 

Then cast me to the pyre 

And if all that remains 

Is a blackened heart 

And the stench of death 

Then know my spell is cast 

And sing my song 

With pride once more