Pledge Songtext
von Witheren

The winds whisper
A funeral call
Parting the shroud
Bidding branches rise and fall

In this waste
Found through years
Lost in haste


You enlisted to save
Something that never was
For a pledge never made
By a group you never joined

For the skies they promise
The horizons they choose
The soil they possess...
These hands they′ll use
Until your final breath

It's a death
Not worth dying for