Sins of the Siren - Crashing Down Lyrics

Marching boots have awakened you from your sleep
Torches light the faces of evil that plays for keeps
They will not turn back until they have your head
Decking the halls with the corpses of your dead

Feel the rumble from the ground
When the gates come crashing down

Soldiers of the dark have surrounded your lair
You have responded with arrows flying through the air
Hold your swords up high to fight
This may be your last living night

Feel the rumble from the ground
When the gates come crashing down

Blood is on the walls and blood is on your clothes
Now you're taking valuables off the bodies of your foes
You held your ground with all that you had
The fields are littered with the ashes of the damned

You held your swords up high
Tomorrow's another chance to die
You held your swords up high
Tomorrow is another chance to die