Battlelore - House Of Heros lyrics

The man and the ghost will meet again In the night when it snows, never quiet, never cold Hear their calling, lost lords to cast the ride, white spears in their hands, pointing towards the sky The ancient echoes from the wielded jaws, the bones and the scales, the forgotten lore The calm of the night, lighting the flame In the night when they haunt the curtain shall fall Heroes and fools, all together, all the same, statues of the restless Gallery of the drowned and the pale The man and the ghost will meet again on the marshes of the old, though silent when it snows