Ritual of the Fallen

{deep drone swells} {haunting fiddle enters} (haaa-ahhh) {sparse

heavy

tom

strikes}

See the gathering of the dust

Every monument turns to rust

We walk the line of ancient stone

And sing the hymns of the unknown

{driving electric guitar enters}

Oh, the sky is folding in

(folding in) Where the end and start begin

{drums build

with heavy accents} {choir swells}

Fall down on the golden floor

We don't look back anymore

Let the fire wash it clean

(wash it clean) The greatest light we've ever seen

{full epic cinematic climax} {screaming slide guitar}

Now the silence is a sacred sound

We tread upon this holy ground

No more words to justify the fear

The ancient song is ringing clear

Let the fire wash it clean

(clean) {music fades to deep drone} {solemn solo fiddle melody} {final heavy

drum

strike}