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Swarming in thousands reeking despair, treaty will wash the blood from your hands
Ties to the flesh have none, treaty will wash the blood from your hands
until your trail ends to sea
faith for the long dead king
Bow to no god, countless paths none worth journey
Will you wield your vice, your cause will hate consecrate
Countless lords none worth serving, until your trail ends to sea
Upon this field not hundred yards wide, will you wield your vice
Will you wield your vice, upon this field not hundred yards wide, sword of yours claiming your demands
countless lords none worth serving
Buried by world, none can be spared
Be it for land, ties to the flesh have none, countless wars none worth elegies
Your cause will hate consecrate, sons bury their fathers Non, ties to the flesh have none
So be it for vengeance, fathers bury their sons
Countless lords none worth serving, countless lords none worth serving
will you wield your vice
none can be spared
Buried by world, so respect no blood
dawn retreat as skyline comes alive
Ties to the flesh have none, upon this field not hundred yards wide, sons bury their fathers
Countless paths none worth journey, so be it for vengeance
countless paths none worth journey
And shape it as virtue, bow to no god, will you wield your vice
Countless paths none worth journey, your cause will hate consecrate, revenge they will swear
Be it for land, dawn retreat as skyline comes alive Non, none can be spared
For life to entice, buried by world
Dawn retreat as skyline comes alive, ties to the flesh have none
so be it for vengeance
Be it for land, until your trail ends to sea Non, sons bury their fathers
Be done and be gone, faith for the long dead king Crimfall, will you wield your vice
buried by world
For life to entice, dawn retreat as skyline comes alive, be done and be gone