Nothing remains in this world to save us from the battle foretold.
Legions of dead at the shore, but you don't have to face it alone.
Weight of the world at your back, washed away with cognac.
A crutch to help you survive in a world where you're buried alive.
I'd ride through Hell by your side to meet what awaited our kind.
We'll find peace for you my friend; I swear this war will end.
I see myself in your eyes and I can't help but feel afraid.
Am I to suffer your fate?
There's a mighty beast and I've stared into its soul.
The emptiness inside begins to take its toll.
Misery is the only path we know.
In the stone that was once your heart will you find peace with what you've become?
The search for solace goes on; I will carry our cross.
Though misery is the path we walk, we must hold our heads tall.
A change that comes from within in a heart that is stronger than stone.
Track Name: Syrinx
The Knights of Syrinx are riding through the night.
Icy and cold, bitter. There's a cruelty in their eyes.
They've come to burn everything that you love.
Living in fear of what they are pursuant of.
There's no mercy to be attained.
The ancient way is all that remains.
Track Name: Blood Eagle
Roaming the streets - the Burley wolves.
Bark at the moon, this world our own.
Smoking & drinking,
Causing a ruckus,
Flying high (again), roll up to the show.
The Eagle has landed - nowhere to go.