Lyrics Var Gud Over Er - My Dying Bride
Wintershire,
we
defend,
up
hills
high
Into
the
dark
weave
of
a
great
dark
storm
Cold,
red
snow,
from
their
flow
from
sword
and
bow
Kings
and
men,
fall
or
fight,
a
punishing
Everywhere,
thousands
lie.
God
almighty!
Driving
them
from
our
land
to
their
sea
Great
fathers
and
sons,
brothers
everyone
Out
upon
that
scene,
under
wintersun
Draw
your
blade
once
more.
From
the
trees
they
pour
Say
a
prayer
out
loud.
Let
us
end
this
war
Sweat
at
the
sword
and
the
killing
hand
Let
the
steel
answer
them.
Show
no
mercy!
And
snow
leaves
a
drift
of
sin
and
loathing
Yet
they
come
evermore.
What
is
this!
Many
fell
today,
and
their
bodies
lay
All
across
this
land
as
their
spirit
fades
Name
upon
name,
fabled
and
brave
Years
of
doing
this,
but
they
always
came
My
wounds
let
me
know
the
rage
of
winter
and
the
world
Every
hour,
I′m
broken
down.
I
will
not
kneel
before
you
broken
Nearer
now,
their
faces
clear.
And
books
held
in
bloodstained
gloves
Right
from
here
I
can
see
the
whole
world
dying
in
their
flames
In
the
beginning,
were
the
words
they
forced
into
me
Pages
inked
in
blood.
A
new
God
comes
to
save
us
all
Lyrics
added
by
the
GreatBlindWatchMaker,
May
2014
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