Ashes And Flames

Gone are the nights of yore
hunting armed with our sorcerous lore
gone are the feasts of hall
since the fortress was rendered to fall
brought to his knees each man
to arise and defy gods again
soul in or weakened frames
still dreams boldly of ashes and flames
troughout the passing moons
we're still faithful to forests and runes
longing to sleep we pray
sleep with fire and no more with clay

Gone are the nights of yore
hunting armed with our sorcerous lore
gone the feasts of hall
since the fortress was rendered to fall
brought to knees each man
to arise and defy gods again
in our weakened frames
soul dreams boldly of ashes and flames

through the passing moons
we're still faithful to forests and runes
for sleep we pray
sleep with fire and no more with clay