Archein - Draugnim

Hearken dead walls the tale of lost decade

When the reign of realms was passed to the son the fate shall so dictate

One of us prevails

The one who indites the blessed annals, whose name wont fade away

The soil and men shall wield thy grace, the mark that wont decay

One of us shall prevail

The ruin and fall of kin

your futile deeds repelled

beheaded bricks for my pedestal

of dominion excelled

Dominate, decimate, burn where fields revive

Severe the line of rule divine, be praised as patricide

Lies we shall recite

For my name is the lord and the vengeange is mine

Lies they shall deny

Engrave the deeds, so deep it bleeds, my legacy enshrine

Hearken walls the tale of lost

as age of men dies away

Cruel deeds, so deep they bleed

but scars will heal, marks decay

Thrones will fall, no dead recall

only stones are here to stay

No cairns will tell, barrows yell

and so your name fades away