Born in duress
Timeless the snare
Reading the speeches of ancient
Blood on their hands
Timeless the snare
Reading the speeches of ancient
Blood on their hands
Speaking the words of long dead
Armistice is made
Sing from the gallows in shame
Honour is stained
Born into life
Glory in death
Upon the gallows you swing
Timeless the end
Born into life
Glory in death
Upon the gallows you swing
A timeless lament
They fear us, the fallen fear our pride
Come fear us, the dead are destined to remind
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