Legend
Nicholas DiSalvo
[Verse 1]
The whispering night
Tracks in the snow
Crossing the threshold
Of what we all know
Crimson immortal
Elysian fields
Stems of good fortune
Been reaping for years
[Pre-Chorus]
Seek words of wisdom
Spurning the lore
Weavers of fate
Have cast on the shore
[Chorus]
We seek lives of holiness
And finding nothing in its place
[Verse 2]
The grace of the gods
A fire gone out
On the banks of the lands
Once so firmly devout
A wringing of hands
Facing the dark
Hollow and dead
What we know in our hearts
[Pre-Chorus]
Seek words of wisdom
Spurning the lore
Weavers of fate
Have cast on the shore
[Chorus]
We seek lives of holiness
And finding nothing in its place