The Wolves Of Avalon - The Icknield Way Is Dripping With The Juice Of Our Marrow-Bones lyrics

k**, wasting away k**, daylight blighted k**, harrowing chaos k**, at the stroke of d**h k**, where time stands still k**, a clash of steel k**, pale as ash k**, to the hallow's end k**, gaping mouths k**, slow mutilation k**, strangers dying k**, our lives cut down Burn, bleeding cinders Burn, rancid flesh Burn, red londinium Burn, lost ninth legion At the feast of Beltain The dead are cast Into the caverns of silence, To become Bloodless shades of the past, To roam the pathless depths, Until all the world Falls dead. k**, devouring flames k**, d**h's dominions k**, crowned with gore k**, skinned alive k**, festering hatred k**, at the end of a rope k**, wolves of Avalon k**, sweet bitter end k**, Pagan holocaust k**, life ebbs away k**, we fade to nothing k**, this is the end k**, there's no turning back k**, dark-mist shrouds k**, reek of spite k**, in a ring of stones