Old Season A Divine Plague Lyrics

Below in the valley the night closes in
The evening sky falls on these remnants of men
Wrought from the earth in boreal climes
To hew ruination in these vengeful times

When darkness falls, rain down this terror of old
Unleash the wrath, destroy and cast from the fold
Revenge to mete, heaven-sent deeds of the cursed
On fallen foe we quench our thirst
Silently, do we redress the deeds of the horde
One on one, will death befall the dark overlord

When darkness falls, rain down this terror of old
Unleash the wrath, destroy and cast from the fold
Revenge to mete, heaven-sent deeds of the cursed
On fallen foe we quench our thirst

And so this pact of which we sing
Sees fit to act the rage within
The few have come to heed the call To struggle on, to stand or fall

We travel fast on steeds so strong
Long shadows cast, to right the wrong
And so this pact of which we sing
Sees fit to act the rage within
The few have come to heed the call
To struggle on, to stand or fall
We travel fast on steeds so strong
Long shadows cast, to right the wrong

Below in the valley the night closes in
The evening sky falls on these remnants of men
Animus, the impetus, to avenge our kin
Slaughter is the currency to repay their sin

When darkness falls, rain down this terror of old
Unleash the wrath, destroy and cast from the fold
Revenge to mete, heaven-sent deeds of the cursed
On fallen foe we quench our thirst