Hymn No Xv Lyrics
Gathered again after their journeys in solitudeUnderneath the thundering skies of the Gallow's LandReturned from far away lands to rise the !justspoken princeDarkening skies obliviate the moonWinds of power sing in the treesA thunder's echo sleeps in the mountainsBreaks free from the Gallow's Land, four roads in goldThrough the dripping blood of the unborn's eyesShows powers of his wisdom and the regal trustApproaching with thunder, the four corners of the worldTo join his birth in Velvet, the Pillorian AgeThunder in the Gallow's LandThe birth of a kingThrough the dripping blood of the unborn's handsShows the purity of darkness and the warmth of the iceThroughout the muddy fields the horizons come closeProvoking the winds and draining the skies... Lightning!!!They who wander the roads of goldTo experience the Antarct's unfoldEach one with a gift for him to bearSoil, Water, Fire & AirHere where the sand has no tasteHere where blood has no worthHere inbetween the corners of the worldHere my son, rise the existential swordThey who wander the roads of goldTo experience the Antarct's unfoldEach one with a gift for him to bearSoil, Water, Fire & Air
Abysmal Hymn No Xv
