Spellbound Songtext
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Spellbound Songtext
On the horizon
Something is out there
I can′t shake off this nightmare
Of cold, mechanical killing beings
It haunts me, find me solace
What do I make of this prophecy
Ruins and wastelands, manacled families
Pray to the Gods it won't have to be
On the horizon
Something is out there
People of our sacred isles
the storm gathers near
Everything that we hold dear
Will succumb to this onslaught
Brothers of Troy seek their vengeance
Since the terrors of Trinovantum
We the children of Diana
Will never be slaves again
This island, western bound
Unknown sea surrounds. Land
Of ancient Gods, who
Stood before time
Down to their remnants, few
They tamed a land beyond
Their age. Sons of Albina
Wings of the storm
Brought life to our shores
Maidens and Incubi
They formed our tribes
Earth mother, sustain us, share
Wisdom of the crone. Never alone
With your words. Guide us
By the stars in the abyss, you
Give us this gift. Now, please
Can you show us the way
Wings of the storm
Brought life to our shores
Maidens and Incubi
They formed our tribes
Antrasta, bring us to war
Bold with good fortune
We beg for victory and
Preservation of liberty
Divination of the hares show
These foxes won′t rule us
Rally heroes from all corners
Gather here for a final stand
Reject the truth after the storm
Deny it all in your writings
We will sing the songs of freedom
Bardic tales of Celtia's legends
Something is out there
I can′t shake off this nightmare
Of cold, mechanical killing beings
It haunts me, find me solace
What do I make of this prophecy
Ruins and wastelands, manacled families
Pray to the Gods it won't have to be
On the horizon
Something is out there
People of our sacred isles
the storm gathers near
Everything that we hold dear
Will succumb to this onslaught
Brothers of Troy seek their vengeance
Since the terrors of Trinovantum
We the children of Diana
Will never be slaves again
This island, western bound
Unknown sea surrounds. Land
Of ancient Gods, who
Stood before time
Down to their remnants, few
They tamed a land beyond
Their age. Sons of Albina
Wings of the storm
Brought life to our shores
Maidens and Incubi
They formed our tribes
Earth mother, sustain us, share
Wisdom of the crone. Never alone
With your words. Guide us
By the stars in the abyss, you
Give us this gift. Now, please
Can you show us the way
Wings of the storm
Brought life to our shores
Maidens and Incubi
They formed our tribes
Antrasta, bring us to war
Bold with good fortune
We beg for victory and
Preservation of liberty
Divination of the hares show
These foxes won′t rule us
Rally heroes from all corners
Gather here for a final stand
Reject the truth after the storm
Deny it all in your writings
We will sing the songs of freedom
Bardic tales of Celtia's legends
Writer(s): Adam Mayhew Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

