Letra de Towards The Dusk

Under burned soil, past buried deep Among the roots and stones quiet sleep A trail of an ancient song Perfection in rune and rhyme Shadows tall, fought and won The poems echo on ruined walls Now, sent to their journey last with all sorrow and trust Travel to the great halls, burn towards the dusk Glows of fires from distant lands The light of stars on dead-calm strands This land should flourish and cradle new spring But only grief and plague it holds within For nothing that's buried can lay still Shadows grow longer and harder to kill As cycles of tides are bound to turn So is the soil destined to burn