Until Falls the Rain - Crimfall

Dry the orders, shelter the commands

Will drowns with flowing words

For those raised to arms

Warpaints on icons interred

Feed the flame

Until falls the rain

Feed the flame

Until falls the rain

Sun your to keep

Until falls the rain

Who of us first to yield

When falls the rain

Curse the beast and its heart

Shadow in soul thought tamed

Old is the fear in mortal’s blood

Lion’s share of unleashed flame

Bold is the rage against the unsealed cage

Bold is the hate

For shadows and decayed

I see them in the last of stands

What once was outrage cry

Wail of candor dying

On breathless horns

Seeking hands

To the waning sky

Throat of heavens torn

Bleeds out the scorn

The pouring blame

But not the truth, only rain