my end 'neath the evergreens
an emerald funeral where the sky courts my breath
the boughs sing for me
drunk with wind they lull my eyes to ebb
oaken heart
myriad eyes of the grand host
beaming, summoning
my shield arm becoming weightless
as my conscience drifts away
leave this world behind
the vanquished mortal tomb
reborn a star divine
eternal glory
weep not when they fall
the noble, fair and strong
their names do cherish well
for all good days to come
flames lick the skin of the dead to maiden song
the fathers await my return in the golden hall
they sing for their fallen son with spirits high
a blazing heart and walking tall
i smile and abide
the sword-dancer's elegy
mother lays son aside father to rest
iron and destiny
the remission of flesh unto the earth that birthed it's end
this battle is all but won
to neglect your sword is self-betrayal
mother forgive my vices
hold me one last time
mother do not despair
i’ll see you on the other side
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As of yet I have not stumbled across a more engaging combination of like we say in Sweden "mangel" when it comes to sound and piercing lyrics. glad påsk. whitekloudcreative
supported by 208 fans who also own “Chlorophyllia”
Spin-offs were made of this project for a reason. Very few metal musicians are able to put a sound to something that is distinctly Eastern Orthodox. And it should be worth noting that despite how long it's been since this band was stolen, the version that's been touring North America is the stolen Batushka, not the original. porcelainheart-