Restless Souls

In the wakened soil A wanderer seeks the night Last breath of life Last taste of breath Lies far beneath a chiseled shrine His friends in arms has shared his faith The ravens wrath took life away Now in the twilight Their final sun has set Memories cloud the blood red moon As they seek their destination Their place of rest is the ravens heart As he harvests these restless souls A day had passed Mountains had been conquered A battle sought A battle found The victor would possess the crown When from the trees A scream that froze their blood Dark horror came Empty shells remained Those left behind slain in the mind They fought hard and they fought well Pride in their harts brought them to hell Through a crowd of shields The enemy was slain Battle lasted through the night And a veil of darkness falling Over bodies destined for the grave These fallen souls will never rest Memories cloud the blood red moon As they seek their destination Their place of rest is the ravens heart As he harvests these restless souls