Paroles de Oathbound

Ravages of ages Erosion of old On purest earthly stone In my forest cold History speaks the tales of tyrants Once upon these ancient shores Every one, an Ozymandias Long buried by time and tide Winds from the iron mountain Sweep the tides away Oceans rise and visit distant shores Yet the current may return someday My truth is a temple Of pagan souls And on towering spires I proclaim the oath I swear to the proud skies And misty lakes To forever hold true And live for the oath The gods are in and all about me To them I pledge my sword Till the long away day We see the return of pleasant shores Winds from the iron mountain Sweep the tides away Oceans rise and visit distant shores Yet the current may return someday My truth is a temple Of pagan souls And on towering spires I proclaim the oath