Cair Vasturhaf a Flamin' Sunset on the Parapets of the Kin' of the West
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A fell sun rising
And sets in the western sky
Fiery red leaps across their shields
As the day now turns to night
His armies wait
For fading light
The fear of man
That is born of nighttime
Another prayer
Their Fathers Gods
For steady hand and a Will of Iron
A sword held high for the life at hand
A thousand more can't save this land
Where is the flame that guards the West?
Fear and despair now grip their chests
Fell moon shines silver
Like Death upon the shore
Not a whisper heard on the wind
Of the lives that came before
Dark mist is falling
Stealing his breath
With flaming sword he will face his death
He stands to fight
To guard his throne
The last of Kings in his dying Bastion
A sword held high for the life at hand
A thousand more can't save this land
Where is the flame that guards the West?
Fear and despair now grip their chests
Rally on the wind!
Can you hear the battle cry?
Will they grieve their fallen lord?
And his land that meets demise?
Castle keep in ruins
The guard is slain
Noble warriors, they kneel in pain
Undying Lich Lord
Of Spell and Bone
Extends his hand as he takes the western
Throne
A sword held high for the life at hand
A thousand more can't save this land
Where is the flame that guards the West?
Fear and despair now grip their chests
The fallen ones keep secrets
And dreams of their tragic lives
For not a single word is spoke
For the dead that sleep inside
Castle keep in ruins
No funeral bell
The slain King whose soul is trapped in Hel
His mighty shield is broken
Cast to the earth
Their noble banners burned for fuel within their
Hearth
A sword held high for the life at hand
A thousand more can't save this land
Where is the flame that guards the West?
Fear and despair now grip their chests
And sets in the western sky
Fiery red leaps across their shields
As the day now turns to night
His armies wait
For fading light
The fear of man
That is born of nighttime
Another prayer
Their Fathers Gods
For steady hand and a Will of Iron
A sword held high for the life at hand
A thousand more can't save this land
Where is the flame that guards the West?
Fear and despair now grip their chests
Fell moon shines silver
Like Death upon the shore
Not a whisper heard on the wind
Of the lives that came before
Dark mist is falling
Stealing his breath
With flaming sword he will face his death
He stands to fight
To guard his throne
The last of Kings in his dying Bastion
A sword held high for the life at hand
A thousand more can't save this land
Where is the flame that guards the West?
Fear and despair now grip their chests
Rally on the wind!
Can you hear the battle cry?
Will they grieve their fallen lord?
And his land that meets demise?
Castle keep in ruins
The guard is slain
Noble warriors, they kneel in pain
Undying Lich Lord
Of Spell and Bone
Extends his hand as he takes the western
Throne
A sword held high for the life at hand
A thousand more can't save this land
Where is the flame that guards the West?
Fear and despair now grip their chests
The fallen ones keep secrets
And dreams of their tragic lives
For not a single word is spoke
For the dead that sleep inside
Castle keep in ruins
No funeral bell
The slain King whose soul is trapped in Hel
His mighty shield is broken
Cast to the earth
Their noble banners burned for fuel within their
Hearth
A sword held high for the life at hand
A thousand more can't save this land
Where is the flame that guards the West?
Fear and despair now grip their chests