Ruins Of Beverast

Ruins Of Beverast - The Mine lyrics

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<div class="showResultLinks">Until these tunnels<br />

Shall become our grave<br />

We dwell with the poets<br />

The eerie echoes<br />

Of shameful choirs<br />

Howl deep within here<br />

Sounds of harm<br />

From where the stillborn graze<br />

Standing armed without a strategy<br />

In a war<br />

That never should have been declared<br />

Eyes adapted to perpetual dawn<br />

The trembling march of the offensive pack<br />

With the bark of the hounds<br />

Our final rhyme shall be composed<br />

We await this, our time<br />

When the foul screams of agony<br />

Will sound through the mine.</

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