Suffering Predestined - Fenris

Erase the prophecies untold

Of a suffering predestined

No virtue of law

In this chaotic frenzy

Once on the throne

Now the end of my reign

Desolate thoughts on my future remain

Thus weak and bereaved

I bow my head in shame

Blessings upon the ways of the martyr

No saviour is he

to perish alone

Once on the throne

Of my glorious past

It will come again

In numbers unseen

I shall seek my revenge

Like storms from the north

To sweep through your realm

The signs of your gods

Have forsaken thee

Shrouded in seasonal darkness

Shattered a history of faith

Forlorn a history of faith

Forlorn echoing the power

Serenades of trivial space