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