Lyrics:
Gone in all but gilded nameAnd line of sired kinWith bonds of honor, acceded claimsInscribed to far more elder skinBred to war, like father like sonRevenge revived, we stand as oneSteep were the facades of fateRetribution sought to invadeLike moths to flame, dull the bladeAgainst the walls assailedForage the fieldsWhat blood they yieldGraves shall fall to seedWhen done is my feastGod dines aloneOn silver and bonesIn defeat and loss, like father like sonNone but strangers, you stand as oneEmbalmed in silence, withdrawn...