Dark Chivalry (Howling Syn)

We'll meet the beast with our hands on fire The kingdom lays upon them The winds will carry clouds and ships But the crown stands on the force of our breath On our curse lays our hope On our spells lays our war In our eyes flows our destiny Your dark chivalry brings light to my soul There is a spark in the eye of the beloved And a becoming in their sword But still the howling of the trees Holds the gaze of the north wind's love Evil curse, evil spells Our destiny lies on dark chivalry Run through the winter like a black wolf But first cross the sins of the angels And though the night is out of snow There'll still be time for this cold blooming