Woe to the Defeated

[01:43.28] Silence robs the mob its doctrine
[01:47.93] While fictitious laughter, grievous halls triumphant foe
[01:52.50] Pointing fingers all acusing
[01:57.22] Fading dust of ages into a night of stone
[02:02.83] Whispers Solace, "vae victis"
[02:07.48] Can you spare immortal tears?
[02:12.18] Whispers Solace, "vae victis"
[02:16.75] Its murmur echoed far and near
[02:41.99] Ever watchful fire breathing
[02:46.53] Its orphaned children drink from the empty wells of faith
[02:51.27] In unknown lair awaits the ember
[02:55.86] Y Draig Goch forceful spreads its golden wings
[03:00.55] Whispers Solace, "vae victis"
[03:05.23] Can you spare immortal tears?
[03:10.85] Whispers Solace, "vae victis"
[03:14.54] Its murmur echoed far and near
[04:52.90] Whispers Solace, "vae victis"
[04:55.76] Can you spare immortal tears?
[05:00.37] Whispers Solace, "vae victis"
[05:05.91] Its murmur echoed far and near
[05:10.68] Can you spare immortal tears?
[05:16.25] Its murmur echoed far and near
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