Heathen Burial - Darkest Era

The dead lay strewn across the altars of

Stone

Storm weathered bodies broken on the

Hungry earth

Every fibre of my being burning with the

Lust

With a nightmare reaching from hell

Voices of damnation will answer to my

Sword

And the screaming void swallows me hole

To a place where trial and tribulation wait

Where friend and foe lay below the sodden

Earth

And I feel the storm crashing down on me

Sever the chains that bind us here

All I ask is for strength to carry me on

By the will of the gods may it be

The dead are cast to the sea

Consumed by the venom that drives my will

The fear cast out from my bones

The ships on the shoreline burning on the

Bay

The dawning of a new age has come again