Citadel by Enthring Lyrics
And I fly!
I guess...
I exist to rise and fall like dawn and dusk
A child of day and night, golden and white
And my light is fading by the cycles of beheading me
The groaning earth, freezing cold
Bleeding lakes, tormented soil
Hear my child, there are no more lies!
Like a man I was born and I'll die
By the nine gods of men
I'm astonished at what you've done
For gold you have sundered
All the bonds to your home
By the eight graves of men
Who once were thе symbols of war
May they sentencе you like
We mortals never could have
And like the seventh cursed lord
Of the argent seas
I'm forged by the fires in the damp dark deeps
And hardened by the snow and frost so grim
But still I suffer from undead dreams
My downfall!
Icy is the touch of fingers creeping on my skin
Whispering to my ear 'Only death makes us free.'
(Delusions break to shivers.)
And through the gateways the foretold truth I see!
The groaning earth, freezing cold
Bleeding lakes, tormented soil
Hear my child, there are no more lies!
Like a man I was born and I'll die
By the nine gods of men
I'm astonished at what you've done
For gold you have sundered
All the bonds to your home
By the eight graves of men
Who once were the symbols of war
May they sentence you like
We mortals never could have
And like the seventh cursed lord
Of the argent seas
I'm forged by the fires in the damp dark deeps
And hardened by the snow and frost so grim
But still I suffer from undead dreams
And I fly!
My downfall!
My downfall!
I guess...
I exist to rise and fall like dawn and dusk
A child of day and night, golden and white
And my light is fading by the cycles of beheading me
The groaning earth, freezing cold
Bleeding lakes, tormented soil
Hear my child, there are no more lies!
Like a man I was born and I'll die
By the nine gods of men
I'm astonished at what you've done
For gold you have sundered
All the bonds to your home
By the eight graves of men
Who once were thе symbols of war
May they sentencе you like
We mortals never could have
And like the seventh cursed lord
Of the argent seas
I'm forged by the fires in the damp dark deeps
And hardened by the snow and frost so grim
But still I suffer from undead dreams
My downfall!
Icy is the touch of fingers creeping on my skin
Whispering to my ear 'Only death makes us free.'
(Delusions break to shivers.)
And through the gateways the foretold truth I see!
The groaning earth, freezing cold
Bleeding lakes, tormented soil
Hear my child, there are no more lies!
Like a man I was born and I'll die
By the nine gods of men
I'm astonished at what you've done
For gold you have sundered
All the bonds to your home
By the eight graves of men
Who once were the symbols of war
May they sentence you like
We mortals never could have
And like the seventh cursed lord
Of the argent seas
I'm forged by the fires in the damp dark deeps
And hardened by the snow and frost so grim
But still I suffer from undead dreams
And I fly!
My downfall!
My downfall!