Song | Grave Without a Name |
Artist | Cryptic Wintermoon |
Album | Of Shadows |
As crimson colours the sky where ravens fly | |
Staring to the sky above the incoming darkness | |
And lonely we die | |
No one who prays for us no one who cries | |
We die to the place where our dead brothers lie | |
And now the cold grips my heart | |
I can see them coming | |
A heart of ice and the eyes like winter | |
Not afraid of the coming night remember where darkness there is a light | |
A burning flame forever to remain | |
Just another grave in the cold without a name | |
Now darkness fills the sky see the Valkyries fly | |
A last look to the sky above we are warriors born to die |
As crimson colours the sky where ravens fly | |
Staring to the sky above the incoming darkness | |
And lonely we die | |
No one who prays for us no one who cries | |
We die to the place where our dead brothers lie | |
And now the cold grips my heart | |
I can see them coming | |
A heart of ice and the eyes like winter | |
Not afraid of the coming night remember where darkness there is a light | |
A burning flame forever to remain | |
Just another grave in the cold without a name | |
Now darkness fills the sky see the Valkyries fly | |
A last look to the sky above we are warriors born to die |