Distant Shores -

Howl

Prepare ye, for the roads ahead

Howl

They come for your kin in the night

Howl

Liberties of a forgotten era decay by your bedside

Rivers of fire pave the land

Howl, as you watch your kingdom decay

Sceptres of gold reflect the size of their swarm

Decemation of a nation ensured

Left behind by your gods

You feel my hand on your soul

Retributions you seek, given none

Left behind with rage

Consumed by hunger

Broken, wishing upon stars

Its too late

Your body wilts

Your mind rots

Roots take hold, recycled by nature

An imagine appears in whats left of your mind

Then the object of your life

The whispers of immortality

Appears just out of grasp

A golden whale carries it off, into the ocean

Your last desire is dragged to a distant shore

Forever mocking your futile journey

Howl

Prepare ye, for the roads ahead

Howl

They come for your kin in the night

Howl

Liberties of a forgotten era decay by your bedside

Rivers of fire pave the land