Pilgrims Grey

Lyrics

The star falls its light swallowed by the earth's caress
Key in hand it turns and stone gates grind"
Breath of the unsealed rises; skies blacken with ash
Smoke whispers and rises shrouding daylights gaze

From choking fumes they awaken from their watery death
Crowns of tarnished gold mark their hollow reign

Face of man; the eyes of a forgotten time
Tresses of night dance around teeth of pride
Iron-bound shells ring like war-cries of steel
The beat of wings like the thunder of galloping hooves
Vengeful stings and the ground burns with venom's wail
Flesh cries out; the gift of death withheld

Flooded days of torment; a season beneath the painful sting
Grass and green spared—flesh of man left bare
Seal of the Maker shields chosen brows

In silence they scream; but death is no release
Judgement rises from deep within dust's cradle
Apollyon descends where light dare not tread
Woe weaves its dirge—two more await

Face of man; the eyes of a forgotten time
Tresses of night dance around teeth of pride
Iron-bound shells ring like war-cries of steel
The beat of wings like the thunder of galloping hooves
Vengeful stings and the ground burns with venom's wail
Flesh cries out; the gift of death withheld

Withheld flooded days of torment; a season beneath the painful sting
Grass and green spared—flesh of man left bare
Seal of the Maker shields chosen brows
In silence they scream; but death is no release
Judgement rises from deep within dust's cradle
Apollyon descends where light dare not tread

Woe weaves its dirge—two more
Woe weaves its dirge—two more