High on cliffs doth stand a cursed keep
Its walls etched by whispers of despair
A silent storm in memories deep
Summons lost souls in midnight air
O wretched shadows, heed our cry
Break the chains that bind the land
A thousand laments fill the sky
We storm the gates by bloodied hand
Within those halls, the darkness stirs
A haunting echo of ancient wrath
Each heartbeat drowned in spectral purrs
Yet we press on, by steel and path
O wretched shadows, heed our cry
Break the chains that bind the land
A thousand laments fill the sky
We storm the gates by bloodied hand
By iron will the light shall rise
This citadel's doom, our battle prize
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High on cliffs doth stand a cursed keep
Its walls etched by whispers of despair
A silent storm in memories deep
Summons lost souls in midnight air
O wretched shadows, heed our cry
Break the chains that bind the land
A thousand laments fill the sky
We storm the gates by bloodied hand
Within those halls, the darkness stirs
A haunting echo of ancient wrath
Each heartbeat drowned in spectral purrs
Yet we press on, by steel and path
O wretched shadows, heed our cry
Break the chains that bind the land
A thousand laments fill the sky
We storm the gates by bloodied hand
By iron will the light shall rise
This citadel's doom, our battle prize
Its walls etched by whispers of despair
A silent storm in memories deep
Summons lost souls in midnight air
O wretched shadows, heed our cry
Break the chains that bind the land
A thousand laments fill the sky
We storm the gates by bloodied hand
Within those halls, the darkness stirs
A haunting echo of ancient wrath
Each heartbeat drowned in spectral purrs
Yet we press on, by steel and path
O wretched shadows, heed our cry
Break the chains that bind the land
A thousand laments fill the sky
We storm the gates by bloodied hand
By iron will the light shall rise
This citadel's doom, our battle prize
Writer: Daniel Mills
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid