The Oak - Horseburner

Do you still feel the lust?

To feel the thrill, to taste the steel

When your beard has greyed and thinned

Can you still ride the wind?

Will crippled hands still hold a blade?

Strength return your Golden Age

To stare into the past

You bore the scars, you wore the blood

You won the crown, you won their love

Do you remember?

Clawing ages through the mazes of time

Embrace this violent mind

If this is the last time

Steel your nerve, become the man

Buried deep in heartaches past

Don’t you remember?

Clawing ages through the mazes of time

Embrace this violent mind

War cries whispered through the trees

Screams entombed by silent tongues

Spiral visions from your mind

Bloodlet fields conceal their fear

Seering rotgut dulls the knife

Spiral visions from your past

These bones will bring now the ages gone