Yearning from an Uncharted Grave
Eternal Echoes: A Winter's Tale of Legacy and Mortality
Lyrics
“Winter arrives I feel its breath
Winter's arrival brings a chilling sensation.
The burden of life lies on my chest
Feeling weighed down by the struggles of life.
Cold seems this night may this be the end?
The night feels cold, prompting thoughts of possible demise.
A discarnate voice silently whispers for me”
A disembodied voice silently communicates with the speaker.
“High lord of the dead harvester of life
Referencing death as a powerful force.
Take my flesh devour my soul my legacy survives
Offering oneself to death, believing that one's legacy will endure.
The certainty of death no one can deny
Death is an inevitable certainty for everyone.
Though I am mortal glory lasts remembrance is alive”
Although mortal, the speaker believes that glory and remembrance will persist.
Snow is falling the king is dead
Symbolizing the death of a king amidst falling snow.
Light ascended in the hour of death
A depiction of a spiritual ascension at the moment of death.
His royal remains will wither away
The physical remains of royalty will decay, but stories about them will endure.
But the legends and tales shall last for future days
Legends and tales about the deceased ruler will survive for generations.
“High lord of the dead harvester of life
Reiteration of death's power and its role in harvesting life.
Take my flesh devour my soul my legacy survives
A reaffirmation of offering oneself to death for the sake of a lasting legacy.
The certainty of death no one can deny
Death is an undeniable reality that affects everyone.
Though I am mortal glory lasts remembrance is alive”
Despite being mortal, the belief in lasting glory and remembrance persists.
Mortal worm surrender thy fame was lost in flames
Acceptance of mortality and a recognition that fame fades away.
In lifeless halls forevermore no song was heard again
Depicting a desolate, silent afterlife devoid of stories or songs.
Thy glory disremembered thy bloodline ceased in pain
The glory and bloodline of the speaker have faded into pain and obscurity.
Mortality is thy curse oblivion be thy fate
Mortality is seen as a curse leading to being forgotten and fading into oblivion.
Down below a distant sound
A distant, faint sound is heard from below.
A nameless corpse in rotten ground
A corpse without a name lies in decayed earth.
Yearning from an uncharted grave
An intense desire or longing emanates from an unknown grave.
Buried forlorn dreaming of golden days
The buried one yearns for better, past days while feeling forsaken.
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