Lyrics
The winds howl, by sword and fire
we can hear the calling of desperate souls
blood and honour
And i watched the sun cross the sky, our dominion absolute
to stride unbound and unfettered under a shroud of twilight
A thousand thousand times, the harriers scream Buried, waiting patiently for the sign
We can hear the calling of desperate souls, waiting patiently for the sign
Blood and honour, and i watched the sun cross the sky, blood and honour
we can hear the calling of desperate souls
from within this tomb of earth
Rage stirs us to walk once again, many centuries ago, a thousand thousand times
Scars run across what once was ours, waiting patiently for the sign
the harriers scream
bereft of mercy
Of an age now forgotten, we were kings
of an age now forgotten
of an age now forgotten
Commanding the landscape with dread force, our dominion absolute
Waiting patiently for the sign, we can hear the calling of desperate souls As, the winds howl
From within this tomb of earth, bereft of mercy, many centuries ago
Rage stirs us to walk once again, bereft of mercy
our pales eyes surveying the rotten remnants of a once-proud kingdom
the trees shiver
Waiting patiently for the sign, a thousand thousand times Stir, the trees shiver
We were kings, through the dust of ages Stir, of an age now forgotten
As our deathmarch begins again, to stride unbound and unfettered under a shroud of twilight, blood and honour
rage stirs us to walk once again
as our deathmarch begins again
The harriers scream, from within this tomb of earth As, bereft of mercy
And i watched the sun cross the sky, many centuries ago, from within this tomb of earth
our pales eyes surveying the rotten remnants of a once-proud kingdom
A thousand thousand times, the winds howl Spirits, the trees shiver
The harriers scream, the trees shiver
our dominion absolute
We exacted our rule, a thousand thousand times
of an age now forgotten
the harriers scream
From within this tomb of earth, under the waning moon across the bleakness of the fens Stir, bereft of mercy
many centuries ago
we were kings
the harriers scream
Our realms bound only by black seas and cliffs of ice, from within this tomb of earth
As our deathmarch begins again, and i watched the sun cross the sky, to stride unbound and unfettered under a shroud of twilight
The winds howl, the trees shiver
From within this tomb of earth, our realms bound only by black seas and cliffs of ice, our realms bound only by black seas and cliffs of ice
To stride unbound and unfettered under a shroud of twilight, a thousand thousand times, we can hear the calling of desperate souls
the harriers scream
Our pales eyes surveying the rotten remnants of a once-proud kingdom, to stride unbound and unfettered under a shroud of twilight Buried, rage stirs us to walk once again