Dust and Bones

My soul is sold to flames in ancient ritual
For eternity roam the planes of dead
My body's dust and bones a crooked way to live
Stand alone I will to see at last the day I die

I breath the cold away
I seek the symbols on your tomb
I will protect your name
Until this morning not yet done

From stone my blade was made in darkest mountains
From the rage comes my lifeforce
My eyes are blind to fear to pain and suffering
In the end we all will be dust and bones

I stand before my grave knee-deep in ancient mud
Fallen history of my kin
My soul is sold to flames in ancient ritual
Blood on my hands will never wash away



Credits
Writer(s): Blaine Rohmer
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