Render a sight late in the night and carry the story in time With our fate stayed on your mind To carry the price of solemn advice To cherish and pray for a roll of the dice And to bear truth to his sign Morrow wind, herald of sorrow Bless this sleeping kind Across the plains the winds of tomorrow Bear with them a tainted soul Here are the damned awaiting the living The bringer of war, the dawn is no more To carry the strife with the way of the sword From coast to coast, from land to land Tearing in twain on the weakest of strands and I know, nowhere to go The sky is dark, the clockwork is turning As the sun goes down And all around the crosses are burning And with them our last best hope Here are the damned awaiting the living The bringer of war, the dawn is no more To carry the strife with the way of the sword Over the fields slain to a man destiny played on the weakest of hands and the poor souls made to burn And on these grounds the power the wicked Bear within has gained control Here are the damned awaiting the living The bringer of war, the dawn is no more To carry the strife with the way of the sword Free of the sand never forgiving Always on guard it’s gone too far Here there be dragons and here are the damned