Towards The Dusk Lyrics

Under burned soil, past buried deep
Among the roots and stones quiet sleep

A trail of an ancient song
Perfection in rune and rhyme
Shadows tall, fought and won
The poems echo on ruined walls

Now, sent to their journey last with all sorrow and trust
Travel to the great halls, burn towards the dusk

Glows of fires from distant lands
The light of stars on dead-calm strands
This land should flourish and cradle new spring
But only grief and plague it holds within

For nothing that's buried can lay still
Shadows grow longer and harder to kill
As cycles of tides are bound to turn
So is the soil destined to burn