Stormruler - A Malice Dead & Cold

By the towering stone gates of Ainsmouth Hold,
I stand bearing cold steel in my wrathful hands
For its long been 10 dreadful winters and nigh a moon ago,
that the flames of a far distant shore claimed the Eastern Ward

In the days that have long since past, my ranks in numbers grown
To avenge their fallen King and the usurper whose claimed his throne
Now we stand here 10,000 strong at the gates of Ainsmouth Hold
With hearts of flaming hatred and a malice dead & cold

Dead & Cold

Across the long trodden fields stand high the walls of stone,
and the fires of our encampment shield us from winter's hold
The songs of victory rang through the night and by the suns first dawning rays
A glimmer of steel peaks the early morning light and the winds fill our banners with pride

Shoulder to shoulder we make way across the field,
with shields against the sun
Blotting out the arrows that fall one by one
By the inch we gain the ground, beat a path unto the town

(I can see our victory soon drawing near)

In the face of the one whom falsely wears our crown
Only death can penetrate this moment of time in which we're found

Written by:
Jason Asberry, Jesse Schobel

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