Yields of Sand

I denied your swinging flail
Cutting through my shields
And you feel just right here

But you feel so dark
The night, it's all gone
You made me weak
You made me feel like I belong

Burning rain
Falling blade
Penetrates the ground
Search for shades
Staining the skies with the blood of your hands

In darkened shapes
We're losing all reflections
With an arrow to your broken heart
March in the fire

Fading trail
Demon tail
Cutting through the sand
Shielding hand

Burn, kneel before the empress
Before the face of defiance, so treacherous
Obey, deceptive are her hands
Obey, deceptive are her hands

I denied your swinging flail
Cutting through my shields
And you feel just right here

But you feel so dark
The night, it's all gone
You made me weak
You made me feel like I belong

Burning trails in the blackened sand
Weaving a greater escape
Hiding all that would never be true

Beckoning grail of storms
Crushing all in its path
When the shadows fade, you will find your way

Burn, kneel before the empress
Before the face of defiance
So treacherous
Obey, deceptive are her hands
Obey, deceptive are her hands

Burn, kneel before the empress
Before the face of defiance
So treacherous
Obey, deceptive are her hands
Obey, deceptive are her hands

By the yields of sand
The blood
All will fail



Credits
Writer(s): Netzell Tobias Sven Olof, Pettersson Bjoern Daniel, Strandberg Nilsson Joakim Ulf Andreas, Svalland Sebastian Per Ove, Tim Kristian Nedergaard
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