Текст песни Hymn of the Firstborn Son - Martin Skar Berger

This is the hymn of the firstborn son
Forged by the grace of our mothers
The strength of our fathers wisdom
I gaze upon the might of his empire
Great halls of righteous fire
How can I hope to save your throne?
You are gone and I walk alone
All that I am broken down on the shores of my dreams
And as tears fall, my soul prepares for war
Father, don't leave me tonight
You're my dearest memory
In your name I will fight for all that's left
This is the hymn of the firstborn son
Forged by the grace of our mothers
The strength of our fathers wisdom
My face displays no fear yet my courage wanes
The darkness bred by doubt constrains and suffocates
Deep in my mind his voice remain
Calling out, telling me to smile again
All that I am broken down on the shores of my dreams
And as tears fall, my soul prepares for war
Father, don't leave me tonight
You're my dearest memory
In your name I will fight for all that's left
This is the hymn of the firstborn son
Forged by the grace of our mothers
The strength of our fathers wisdom