Accursed Wound - The City That Fell lyrics

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Accursed Wound – The City That Fell

The war is done...

A buzzard's feast, a soldier's glum,

The oxen pulling hard to bring the bodies home.

A troll to find the wizardry

Untold that binds the rookeries

Those poor washed away by the flood

Those left are soiled in blood

In time the city that fell

Will be denied of misery

Each fiend will have it's hole

Where men once toiled in liveries

The trolls set fire to the region

The trolls set fire to rookeries

The trolls set fire to the kings men

The trolls set fire to the kingdom

Oh! Yah! Rragh! Oh! Boom Boom! Yah!

To fight, and battle high

An ode, an ode to die.

"We swore to fight for man

This country's sacred land"

Your demise is that we're already among you

Tucked in with the dead we grow behind your city walls

"We fear not, your darkened spells"

Those are words that a dead man tells.

Summon the Wyrm, to end them all!

Yah!

Take fast beyond the ruins

Beyond the broken sword

Each fiend now has it's hole

Amass the spoils of war

And soon the next great land

Will fall under this banner

Those that we've slain

Join our legion from the grave!