Severed Nations - Grendel

Vicious hate

Behind precious drapes

Gold restraints

And fiscal chains.

Held by the roots, you know your place

Without the seeds no progress made

They’ll find their way

They’ll find their way to you

You’re crawling.

From the skies of severed nations, falling

Our face toward the storm

Promise of saviour, heed it’s call

After all is taken and hearts are breaking

A Dead sun calls your name

And you are gone

Gone for ever more

Vicious hate

Behind precious drapes

Gold restraints

And fiscal chains

Held by the roots, you know your place

Without the seeds no progress made

They’ll find their way

They’ll find their way to you

You’re crawling

From the skies of severed nations, falling

Our face toward the storm

Promise of saviour, heed it’s call

After all is taken and hearts are breaking

A Dead sun calls your name

And you are gone

Gone for ever more

It will come for you…

It will come for you…

In darkest days

In hardest times

When we look the other way.