Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Pale Shroud Of Longing, artist - My Dying Bride. Date of issue: 25.05.2014
Song language: English
A Pale Shroud Of Longing |
| Wintershire, we defend, up hills high |
| Into the dark weave of a great dark storm |
| Cold, red snow, from their flow from sword and bow |
| Kings and men, fall or fight, a punishing |
| Everywhere, thousands lie. |
| God almighty! |
| Driving them from our land to their sea |
| Great fathers and sons, brothers everyone |
| Out upon that scene, under wintersun |
| Draw your blade once more |
| From the trees they pour |
| Say a prayer out loud. |
| Let us end this war |
| Sweat at the sword and the killing hand |
| Let the steel answer them. |
| Show no mercy! |
| And snow leaves a drift of sin and loathing |
| Yet they come evermore |
| Many fell today, and their bodies lay |
| All across this land as their spirit fades |
| Name upon name, fabled and brave |
| Years of doing this, but they always came |
| My wounds let me know the rage of winter and the world |
| Every hour, I’m broken down |
| I will not kneel before you broken |
| Nearer now, their faces clear |
| And books held in bloodstained gloves |
| Right from here I can see the whole world dying in their flames |
| In the beginning, were the words they forced into me |
| Pages inked in blood |
| A new God comes to save us all |