Dark the days that beckon me throughout the Northland country But 

there was hope once in my heart when minstrels sang 

sweet their song From the cup you made me drink the

potions of uncertainty My love never did perish I've

kept the memories inside 



CHORUS

Burgundy Years

I remember everything

Burgundy Years

Death tolls ever dark its cheers






Blood it lingers still yet stirring where goodwill was once 

endearing I've become the caretaker dutifully a saint 

forlorn Marriage to the brotherhood by oaths sworn in 

magicians wood The martyr of my Christian name slain by the scarlet crusades 



Shall the words of misfits spoken be treated as jester's tokens 

There is but a glimmer full of the dim light you have 

cast In time all heroes depart There was hope once in my 

heart