Lyrics
Seven cities burn in bright blue flame
Scattered ash, the scars remain
Thousand years have passed and still they stand
Tales engraved into the sand
Haunting men in haven, Innocence made leaven
Seven false kings roam the land
See a woman pale as snow
Silent come and silent go
See a man without a face
Move like ghosts from place to place
Seal the moon behind the doors of stone
Nameless demons in their throne
Sing a song to perish, your doom will be garish
Do not speak the bloody name
When your bright sword turns to rust
Seal the door, from blood and gore
Hated, hopeless, sleepless, sane
Chandrian, Chandrian
Run, the heathen fiends, they come
Swept by shadow, going numb
And, in graceful sin, they're gone
None will draw a breath by dawn
I, can ever feel, cold sweat
An image I cannot forget
When, his eyes are black, as crow
The endless wind will cease to blow
As they walk the silent path
Driven by the ancient wrath
Gathered by your heresy alone
Treading by the light of moon
To bestow the mortal boon
Sevenfold the hangmen you denied
As the noble healer aches in pain
All must pay, night and day
Hated, hopeless, sleepless, sane
Chandrian, Chandrian