Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pillars Of Mercy, artist - Absu. Album song Tara, in the genre Date of issue: 30.06.2008
Record label: Osmose
Song language: English
Pillars Of Mercy |
| CAIRN WARRIOR’S ATROCIOUS ASSERTION TO WAR: |
| I (still) admire the flow of echoing horns. |
| Mimicking blows so boldly, I hear… |
| I stand visibly, high, on this splendid bastion, |
| To remember a High King, a tyrant of no fear |
| I am the first son: a commander without a father, |
| «Fortuitous doom», the last of his predictions. |
| I’ll take advantage by igniting the balusters… |
| Preparing enraged flames with sweltering speed. |
| CAIRN WARRIOR AND ART AENFER’S |
| WAR EXCLAMATION (HIGH KING OF TARA): |
| (THESE ARE THE) PILLARS OF MERCY! |
| Today, I am callous… |
| Tomorrow, I am king — |
| Immortal, strong, exultant, and conquering! |
| PILLARS OF MERCY! |
| My song and my word are iniquitous — |
| Gathering assemblies in days gone by! |
| (FIRE BURNS WITH THE) PILLARS OF MERCY! |
| My chariot races through saw-toothed hills, |
| And hurls through every valley and mere! |
| PILLARS OF MERCY! |
| Watchtowers collapse before the lift of the twilight, |
| I am swift in battle- |
| My voice is heard! |
| PILLARS OF MERCY! |
| Frost, fire, and wind are pelting all the columns… |
| There is no dilution for them to fight again! |
| Only three chariots are seen on the charred plains — |
| Through all the throngs and clusters, lambs and stallions! |
| «If you should speak to me now, |
| Then I will chamber Tara’s pinnacle. |
| Why my father? |
| Another damning scuffle? |
| I (still) admire the sound of echoing horns!» |
| CAIRN WARRIOR AND ART AENFER’S |
| WAR EXCLAMATION (HIGH KING OF TARA): |
| (THOSE WERE THE) PILLARS OF MERCY! |
| Frenzied vultures gnawed the necks of dead men, |
| As the sturdy, gilded columns had seethed! |
| PILLARS OF MERCY! |
| Enemies' blood spurted like volley sprigs- |
| The blustery fight was planned, then fought! |
| (FLAMES FLAYED ON THE) PILLARS OF MERCY! |
| Their vapid minds were troubled and sides were pierced- |
| And warlike deeds had been fulfilled! |
| PILLARS OF MERCY! |
| We saluted chieftains on the regal Tara — |
| We hailed the tyrants that governed our waters! |
| PILLARS OF MERCY! |
| STRIKE! |
| TERMINUS: |
| There shall be no lack of dignity, |
| For those who oppose them. |
| «THERE WILL BE PILLARS OF MERCY!» |