Do you feel the thorns? Do you see the tears? Do you see the bloodshed in this fell war?
Have you forsaken us? Have you forgotten our faithful men calling your name?
Were you there?
The sky is falling on me As your hand's turning old and weak I'm giving myself up to thee A futile sacrifice gone sere Falling on me
While I stand before you While we perish While I lay down a crimson rose While holding hands are forced apart While hopes bog like condemned men Were you there?
The sky is falling on me As your hand's turning old and weak I'm giving myself up to thee A futile sacrifice gone sere
Epona, why, why has thou forsaken me? Together we go unsung Together we go down with our people
Were you there? Were you there?
The sky is falling on me As your hand's turning old and weak I'm giving myself upon to thee A futile sacrifice gone sere Falling on me
