The Purging Fires Of War (Arghoslent)

Father, raise your sons Not to prosper But to be devoured in flame For by the purging fires of war They shall be judged in your place Burn, the fires burn Purge, the depth of our land Burn, the fires burn Purge, the depth of our land Covenant sacred records In the pages of our genes The legacy of our kind Unto our sons is given When the purging fires meet The last one on earth shall divine Carry my son this vision Bear the swords and keep the faith Till the seed of our lives alight Hearth fires burn in the Depth of our land Buried within our genes Hatred of their kind Covenant sacred records In the pages of our genes The legacy of our kind Unto our sons is given When the purging fires meet The last one on earth shall divine Carry my son this vision Bear the swords and keep the faith Till the seed of our lives alight Hearth fires burn in the Depth of our land Buried within our genes Hatred of their kind So cast up an ensign From depths of moldering graves And show forth to the world That this vision we share Shall remain Were it not for these records Would our feats be denied? We shall drink their blood We shall war without end To gain our fathers' rightful Place of honor Were it for these records Would our feats be denied? In our hearts the fire still it burns Deep within our brow in our minds Buried within our genes hatred of their kind Hatred of their kind is the law