Centuries Of Mine Lyrics

Centuries Of Mine lyrics


For Centuries of immutable frost,
these woods have been oh so
dark.
Darker than the blackest of storms,
which drapes the dell in
formless shadows.
A thousand tears maiming cold,
saturating an elder
evil,
A malice that has been here,
For centuries of immutable
frost!
Lands of lore - Lands so unpure
Even the sun's shafts of
gold,
shining with glorious fortitude,
begin to shiver as they
forgather
with black storms of might.
Roaming these lands underneath
skies,
their ghastly shades weeping in silence,
a silence that has been
saddened
by centuries of mine!
Of all the trees which welcome me,
one
stands utmost grim.
For this dying spirit grieves,
Harkening,
at
perlious times gone by...
Forlorne...
Oh thus it stands utmost grim!