Ashes of Sparta

(hm mmm,

hm mmm)

My hands are stained with heavy years

This shield is scarred by ancient fears

The winter wind is catching up with me

I carve my name

upon the tree

Resting the blades at the end of the road

Laying down the heaviest load

The pantheons fell,

the ashes remained But the fire is finally tamed (ahhhh)

A boy is grown,

a man can rest

The cold north wind

upon my chest

No gods left here

to test my steel

Only the quiet

that I feel

Resting the blades at the end of the road

Laying down the heaviest load

The pantheons fell, the ashes remained

But the fire is finally tamed (ahhhh)

Let the snow drift high

(hm mmm) Underneath a silent sky