Hosts - Brotherhood Of The Lake

Creeping through the ashes

Of our dying hosts

I hear the cries from the depths

The walls are burnt to the ground

My chest is caving in

The cries burst into song

The sky has split in two

Your heaven has fallen

I hear the cries from the depths

The walls are burnt to the ground

Beneath this tearing sky

Our heavy stares ruin us

Where is your solace now?

Where is your sanctuary?