Song | IV |
Artist | October Falls |
Album | The Womb Of Primordial Nature |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
A mark of the north, burned to the skin, scarred to the bone | |
Men howling like the wolves, the beasts of the unlight | |
It’s not salvation that draws near, but the burden of flesh | |
The strength beyond the borders, the nations tied to nothing | |
A grave of the broken spirits, the hollow shelters of hope | |
The white daughters of wolves, dancing in the embers of mankind | |
And like a thousand words of eternal hunger | |
Or a thousand pages written with the blood of the traitors | |
The death devouring beast now howls among the men | |
The bones forever marked and the skin forever marked | |
With a blaze of the deepest north, dwelling inside | |
Internal flame’s raging, like the final pyres of mankind |
A mark of the north, burned to the skin, scarred to the bone | |
Men howling like the wolves, the beasts of the unlight | |
It' s not salvation that draws near, but the burden of flesh | |
The strength beyond the borders, the nations tied to nothing | |
A grave of the broken spirits, the hollow shelters of hope | |
The white daughters of wolves, dancing in the embers of mankind | |
And like a thousand words of eternal hunger | |
Or a thousand pages written with the blood of the traitors | |
The death devouring beast now howls among the men | |
The bones forever marked and the skin forever marked | |
With a blaze of the deepest north, dwelling inside | |
Internal flame' s raging, like the final pyres of mankind |
A mark of the north, burned to the skin, scarred to the bone | |
Men howling like the wolves, the beasts of the unlight | |
It' s not salvation that draws near, but the burden of flesh | |
The strength beyond the borders, the nations tied to nothing | |
A grave of the broken spirits, the hollow shelters of hope | |
The white daughters of wolves, dancing in the embers of mankind | |
And like a thousand words of eternal hunger | |
Or a thousand pages written with the blood of the traitors | |
The death devouring beast now howls among the men | |
The bones forever marked and the skin forever marked | |
With a blaze of the deepest north, dwelling inside | |
Internal flame' s raging, like the final pyres of mankind |