The Wolves Of Avalon - The Gorging Glut Of Sodden Clay lyrics

Am I to die a d**h of shame Forlorn in dark miasma To die a d**h of blood and flame Cut down by euthanasia Chanting shaman battle cries Oaths of vengeful ire Druid fiery baleful eyes Like soulless pits afire Under this, desolate night Our blood chilled with fear Riding from the nether gloom d**h is ever near In frenzied battle slayers fall In a hideous sullen dance Plunging soulless dogs to hell Cut by sword and lance Battle Queen on burning pyre How grim a life abhorred, Her croaking throes fade to dust Her dignity restored Grim Queen of terrors We summon you, Take our Queen Into forests dim And the gloomy hue of time. Shimmering shrouds Of pallid clay Before my eyes I see Frost unsharpened Gates of grey Where tears are ice And flow no more.