The Last Of Kin 歌词

Mark the hour For it bears the end and shape of things to come Leashed twinborn hearts, flesh an blood Who will raise the blade to set them apart? Traitor! Life to take, bond betrayed Traitor! Mere flesh and blood, flesh and blood Shorn disdain Trust worn in vain Let one thing be shed That ever did us chain Shrive me not Repentance long stoked for the lack of hope Absolve me not, deeds worthy of god What will fathom the law, the righteous facade? Bovine mortal line Prey to kith malign As world is the smoke Fire is the will of mine