Craionhorn Lyrics

Against the stone, against the land
Forged in rage of ever starving flame
Pyres fed with firstborn of man
No tideless sea your fire could tame

Clarion call of Craionhorn

No ravines echo your storm, no writhing heart heeds your call
No hands left with warmth reach for tales forlorn

Chained in your frame is what was lost, what was sigh,
What was the deemed as last breath of god
Chained in your frame is what was all, what has been,
What was winds blowing never silent

Hollow bone of the timeless wyrm
Gold that never shined in sun
Envenomed blood of every martyr
Steel blackened in sins left undone

No sight shunned beyond, no voice life banished from everlasting song
No men this age has born crave to hear the silenced horn

No longer hear they call...