Bastion - Draugnim

Unproven ground

Yet old is the woe between us Cast in bone

Is this the sum of hatred crossed?

Thus

You pile them high, your sired sins

And they rank a legion

Wretched whores you shrove

To the very heavens

Arched red rimmed above

Ramparts raised

As mask held before the fate

Argeirt draped

Yet hounds they bay forsaken gate

Thus

Braced walls of lie, your vesper skins

Fear holds swords leaden

Come the dark, horizons low

From the very heavens

Ash to fall like snow

None stands with you

None falls with you

None…

Alone you will stand

Alone you will fall

Alone…