Fate Weaver - Red December lyrics

Cursed is the day when light left our eyes when hope parted from our reality. Fear and terror had taken their toll before hunger and torment weakened our bodies. Then they came like a storm, crashing down on weak walls. It was blade and fire that finished what be-trayal had started so we lost the grip of our own fate... ''Blood and thunder the day the tyrants marched Blood and thunder the day we lost our home.'' We should have chosen dignity in d**h, a stand worthy of our ideals...but at the end of our cowardice we found a ma** of graves, the end of all we once held dear. Chained to their dark juggernaut, we offer the currency of the slayers of nations, our blood and soul. Now we the wretched slaves can only dream, dream of the day we will redeem ourselves. ''Blood and thunder will crack the skies, as tyrants burn and a new sun rises.''