Primordial - Mealltach lyrics

Drifting in dreams of memory past To pray to never wake Or return to spiritless cages That held me once before So mant seasons I've seen A heart as winter's cold... To melt in a summer's pa**ion To forge a new things that have grown so old My Gods need me now I've sheltered beneath their sky My life I would willingly give For their return, it is but an honour to die Seasons come and go Children grow to die Kings may come And Kings may go But our Gods shall rule the sky