Hollenthon - To Fabled Lands lyrics

In the path of good fortune Yet another leads astray In the midst of abundance Woeful songs sung in vain On a hill fervid cavalier Spills no blood upon his scales Weighs the flesh of my brother Weighs the flesh of my foe Hearts cursed with hunger And the hollow gaze of fear Grieving souls this dreadful hour Barren lands spread to the north Blind as the vulture that its final feast awaits Judgement pa**ed deliverance lies morose Futile demise, thirsting swallows are singing my praise Singing my praise d**h throes escaping the silence of untimely d**h Judgement pa**ed, deliverance etched in stone Carry my corpse far beyond to fabled lands To fabled lands In fields of famine In fields of dread Forsaken reapers Harvest emptiness Flight takes the swallow To journey's end Singing their last dirges To immortal stars flying high Children Shadows of their graves Watch them die Wistful Winds of staid regrets Hear their cries Brethren Fleeing memories Pa** them by Sullen Darkness blinds the sky Darkened soul In the path of good fortune Yet another leads astray In the midst of abundance Woeful songs sung in vain On a hill fervid cavalier Spills no blood upon his scales Weighs the flesh of my brother Weighs the flesh of my foe Hearts cursed with hunger And the hollow gaze of fear Grieving souls this dreadful hour Barren lands spread to the north