Fading Light (The Winter Cavalry Remix)
- Aviators (2017)You are listening to the song Fading Light (The Winter Cavalry Remix) by Aviators, in album Dystopian Fiction. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
[Verse 1:]
Life's breath
In the Candle light
Lost Hearts
In the dead of night
It's a long way down
To the place they found.
Dark sun
Hollowed by the fate
Our debt
They left to be paid
See the blackness stare
Promising to spare
The chosen.
[Chorus:]
Born of graves and left below
Painted ashes, painted snow
When the Dark awakens
Fires of our last hope are getting low.
Souls of gods and Souls of Men
Meet in Cinders to ascend
Fate has chosen
And our Fading Light is at its end.
[Verse 2:]
I've a tale that time has lost
Scenes of judgement, born in frost
Then he took a name
For the one profaned.
Know the dark and let it rest
Left to lurkers in their quest
Let the watchers fight
Let the Blood ignite
The chosen.
[Chorus:]
Born of graves and left below
Painted ashes, painted snow
When the Dark awakens
Fires of our last hope are getting low.
Souls of gods and Souls of Men
Meet in Cinders to ascend
Fate has chosen
And our Fading Light is at its end.
[Bridge:]
Souls to revive us
Or rot us away
Want for the weary
And Death for the sane
Cursed yet we listen for bells left to toll
To fight back the depths
Of Humanity's soul.
For the Unkindled
We look to the sun
Cities in gold
All the victories one
Fear not the dark
Nor the monsters my friend
And brace for the feast
Of Humanity's end.
[Chorus] x2
Born of graves and left below
Painted ashes, painted snow
When the Dark awakens
Fires of our last hope are getting low.
Souls of gods and Souls of Men
Meet in Cinders to ascend
Fate has chosen
And our Fading Light is at its end.
Fading Light.
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