Ares in Their Eyes - Elend

We burned like lions with

Ares in their eyes

But it is only in songs

That I envy the winds.

O let the scatter

My heart

Among the ruins.

Ashes the cold,

The silent cast in stone,

Lifeless the corpse,

The stench, the horor.

I poured into the vial of life

the terror of living, the worst poison of all.

Depart from us or we will leave you

In the raining fire above.

We were so proud in your pale masquerade

And we were lured by your glimmering shade.

We burn like lions with Ares in their eyes

But it is only in songs that I envy the winds.

O let them scatter my heart among the ryins.