歌手: Brymir
时长: 05:06
Withering Past - Brymir[00:00:00]
This place of heathen divinity[00:00:58]
Dying and withered[00:01:04]
Defiled it's meaning[00:01:06]
This old sacred place[00:01:09]
About to be forgotten[00:01:15]
This place[00:01:21]
Where our[00:01:23]
Ancestors[00:01:27]
Gathered[00:01:30]
The wind still whispers our forefathers' chants[00:01:32]
The ground still trampled by their dance[00:01:38]
This place[00:01:56]
Of heathen[00:01:57]
Divinity[00:01:59]
What it has given and what is it's meaning[00:02:02]
The Markstone of our past[00:02:08]
On the edge of oblivion[00:02:13]
Tell our ancient tales[00:02:19]
As long as they can be told[00:02:24]
Before the passage of time takes it's toll[00:02:31]
The wind still whispers our forefathers' chants[00:02:42]
The ground still trampled by their dance[00:02:48]
The old ways forgotten[00:03:41]
Foreign beliefs adopted[00:03:46]
But forever remember[00:03:52]
Who we are and what led us here[00:03:57]
The old ways forgotten[00:04:04]
Foreign beliefs adopted[00:04:10]
But forever remember[00:04:15]
Who we are and what led us here[00:04:21]
The wind still whispers our forefathers' chants[00:04:27]
The ground still trampled by their dance[00:04:33]
The wind still whispers our forefathers' chants[00:04:38]
The ground still trampled by their dance[00:04:45]