Primitive Dance by Darkestrah Lyrics

When the sun will sink in a sea
And the singing of birds will die away
When the beast wails in darkness
And hears a sinister scream
I will see familiar faces, silhouettes of the bravest tribes
Warriors back from the march, bringing their victims to Gods
We will make lonely fires we will seat and keep the silence
Respecting the memory of those
Who we'll meet in the other world
When the first stars flashed up
And the leader of tribes becomes another
He will dance an ancient rite, a primitive dance of fate