The Oathsworn

Faint sound coming from the heights Limbs are rasping in the breeze Omen of relentless plight Foretold by the laughing trees But soothing hope enlightens dusk So begins a loyal quest Made of things to bow Endlessly doing your best To stay true to your vow Be sure to do what's right And silence all the fears Always waiving with delight All that you held dear Even when the reason is blurred You're not the kind to forsake Sailing in turbid, uncharted waters Commitment drags you in its wake New pledges sworn To remain faithful to the old ones Again and again You'll try in vain Learning too late Defeat is our fate Worm of doom Long in his lair Lied upon despair Word given yields Before all things Depending not on the will Pain, grudge, gall Take your reward Vain, foolish pride Behold your might New pledges sworn To remain faithful to the old ones Repeated vows In disaster bind us even more Still you dwell on grievance past All is gone in a single blast Defying the world's contempt In a desperate last attempt Never more you'll be deceived By the conceit of your oaths Like the gentle falling leaves Wind has slowly blown them all --- The Oathsworn - Aephanemer