Liaztraht Where Birds Fest Upon The Fallen
Screams dissolve into endless dusk,
Ash and sorrow, the winds combust.
Where banners once stood, torn and frayed,
Now carrion circles, the debt is paid.
Skies grow darker, the earth she recoils,
Hope reduced to wretched spoils.
No anthem rises, no glory stands,
Only ruin beneath the raven's hands.
Screams dissolve into endless dusk,
Ash and sorrow, the winds combust.
Where banners once stood, torn and frayed,
Now carrion circles, the debt is paid.
Where birds feast upon the fallen,
Judgment laid by claw and beak.
No victors, no salvation,
Just silence where the broken speak.
(Mangled ideals in shattered bones)
Skies grow darker, the earth she recoils,
Hope reduced to wretched spoils.
No anthem rises, no glory stands,
Only ruin beneath the raven's hand
Faith and fury now overthrown.
Ideologies drowned in blood,
As rivers run deep in crimson flood.
Where birds feast upon the fallen!
Where birds feast upon the fallen!
