Lyrics Ashbringer - Fen

Ashbringer

Moving amongst the many pathways of the aether
The silent one, the harbinger of woe
The oracle of sorrows yet to be
The unnamed foreshadowing
Marauder!
Like the carrion-crow that circles the channel-field
He knows his moment is soon
«Render ash Unto Them!»
As the penumbra darkness lengthens
And the layers of quintessence are pierced
On void-trails of scorn he descends
To sow the seeds of this world’s decay
Crawling and cowled
Oracle of the End, the doom-sidhe
Watching… Waiting
Watching… Waiting
Stands unmoving upon the blasted moor
A sightless gaze that sweeps this reality
Ghost-white fingers bring blight to flesh
As whispering words strip life
From the very landscape of men
Raving the soul of the Earth