Текст пісні The Harvest of Treachery - Aurvandil

The Harvest of Treachery

Once eyes wide open\nArms strong with youthful hunger\nA purpose to stride defiantly\nYearning for sense and might\nArmed with steel and trust\nBloodhound brethren in sight\nTo strike the eternal Worm\nHydra of a thousand lies\nAnd yet, when silence dies\nAnd the class of swords resounds\nWhen strife and pain embrace\nThe haughty oaths are all but spent\nMere words swept by winds\nTheir hasty flight to herald their cowardice\nThe stench of fear and greed\nWretched spawn of a rotten seed\nI walked and walked for leagues\nThrough the forests and heaths\nFrom blackest caves to thrones of oak\nThe Crown of Pan over the hills…\nA toilful voyage through darkness\nto behold the triumph of infamy\nHonor, valour, pride\nLost wisdom left in the mire…\nWhen steel turns upon steel\nWhen brethren forsake past deeds\nWhen greed and gold corrupts\nOnce proud men grovel down to the earth\nNaive and trusting,\nthe blood has turned sour\nNow estranged, embittered\nAll fool’s hope now lost\nSolitude becomes my Throne\nA dawn tainted in crimson hues\nPortents for treacherous blood flow\nNourish the cold soil\nA sacrifice for their own idols\nSowing seeds of death\nFor a harvest of doom