Withered - Hath

Souls of old, wretched lords

Lumbering giants of more power than man

Seeds of trees yet to be

Crossing the sea, appeasing their want

Lavishing ruin, destroying the lands of the king

Sewing destruction, destined to repeat

Descendants of the drakes, enemies of man

Their essence stolen

A quest to retrieve the ashen heart

Retrieve the ashen heart

Lurching out of the dark

Deliverance unto the usurper

The last of the lords towering above them all

To face the hand of the king

The last of us

Bound in iron

Beneath his realm

Cursed to bear witness

To the fading of the light

Cut down, barbarism unleashed

The great ones are fading, giving way to stone

Petrification sets in

Life leaving their veins, never returning home

Corrupting the ashen heart

Trespassing into their dreams

Breaching their souls for a truth

To reveal the way of the king

Corrupting the ashen heart

Trespassing into their dreams

Breaching their souls for a truth

To reveal the way of the king