Is this all I've been left
Broken oaths and betrayals
The empty words and dead rhetoric
Of my sold and broken
culture
And I said once before
That tune heals nothing
I feel like a wounded animal
In the dying throes
I am near
to death
Yet with teeth bared
Heels dug in the dirt
And the graves rabid stare
Waiting for one last struggle
If I have
one (desire)
Mark my words
And gather your thoughts
Well these might be my last days
Because I am about to eclipse my
sun
Collapse my star
Snuff out my flame
And reach into the void
Well these might well be my last days
But maybe, just
maybe
I'll take you down with me
[Lyrics: A.A. Nemtheanga]
[Music: MacUilliam, O'Floinn and Primordial]
["These are
desperate times, the odds are stacked against us, surely the day will come when the wolf is let loose? When he wakes from his slumber and
awakes the beast in man, and he shatters the bonds that bind him and makes one last stand... for all times."]
