Lyrics Howling Syn

Howling Syn

Dark Chivalry

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