Crimfall Shackles Of The Moirai
Bound you are to brotherhood of flesh
With cold harness of iron behest
One falls, another crawls
Remembers none why march at all
One screams, another weeps
And the dead you drag along
Onward!
Pace to keep with dawn
Onward!
Further from light beyond
At one with chain
At one with pain
Refuse to lie, refuse to die,
And no light will have you
Onward,
Thy will reborn
Onward,
Thy soul unsworn
