Текст песни Woe To The Defeated

Silence robs the mob it's doctrine
While fictitious laughter, grievous halls triumphant foe
Pointing fingers all acusing
Fading dust of ages into a night of stone

[Chorus:]
Whispers Solace, "vae victis"
Can you spare immortal tears?
Whispers Solace, "vae victis"
Its murmur echoed far and near

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Its orphaned children drink from the empty wells of faith
In unknown lair awaits the ember
Y Draig Goch forceful spreads it's golden wings

[Repeat Chorus]

[lead: Schirenc/Schirenc/Barrett]

[Repeat Chorus]

Can you spare immortal tears?
Its murmur echoed far and near