Glacial Ossuary کے بول

A victors celebration of butchery and carnage A preservation of monuments from the battlefield Remnants mounted, displayed in morbid exhibition In a chamber buried by millennia of winter frost And the specters howl and moan In their frostbitten tundra tomb Warrior Spirits trapped forever Together in an icy womb Skulls stacked high as pillars, mounds of ribs and spines Crude carvings on bone recall of an ancient war A mass grave dug, a grotto prepared beneath the snow A ritual of respect for an ancient race slain in combat And the specters howl and moan A forgotten carried by a breeze Apparitions of ice claw at their prison Begging to escape The Sun shines brighter, and a rise in temperature is slowly felt And inch by inch, layer by layer, centuries of frost starts to melt In a distant future that you and I won’t live to see An older world will be punished by those emerged from the ossuary