Abbath - Count The Dead lyrics

Grimshard Lord of northern Reach Heed the dread Hel can teach. Despair in halls of burning keep Taste the tears kinfolk weep See the twilight realm you rule Land aflame, flesh our fuel. Inspire men at arms, the brave who have not fled. Lead ire on final charge, until no soul is left To Count the Dead. Greybeard swing your broken sword In k**ing arcs' terminal stroke Let battle-cry rip from throat As lungs fill with acrid smoke Swallow bile of livid fear On which you choke so cavalier. Inspire men at arms, the brave who have not fled. Lead ire on final charge, until no soul is left To Count the Dead. Cataracts cloud your streaming eyes Glory fades in dying light. Banners bright drained of colour Grey in dusk of deadly night. Old Lion maimed draw your knife End your worthless life. Kneel before the Raven Hordes Of Ice, Fire and Strife. Lord Warden where's your flock? Sons lie slain at your feet. Daughters shamed by reaver's co*k Your champions butchered meat. Grimshard Lord of northern Reach Heed the dread Hel can teach. Despair in halls of burning keep Taste the tears kinfolk weep See the twilight realm you rule Land aflame, flesh our fuel. Upon the carca** of the world Cenotaph for the scourged. Inspire men at arms - the brave who have not fled Lead ire on final charge - until no soul is left To Count the Dead.