A Song of Ashes - Elend

Le corps n’en finissent pas de brûler

Onde de sang, vent ardent

I rolled like the sand

The

Water

Unfurls

We are the everdead, the spark in the air

Dust and water

The blood of the harvest

And aimless on those muddy fields

We wandered all night

The columns of ashes

From the pyres draw

A solemn temple

We have reached the altar

Les corps n’en finissent pas de brûler