Bardic

All Song Is Sung

Bardic


The fire is out, we lost our name 
But the ghost of our friends to us remain 
Pale in the dark 
Here was never a god 
But we smile with a bleeding heart 

Discoloured leaves are falling down 
The deadly seeds are sawn 
The clay is vile beneath our feed 
Hope and love is all we need 

The day is done 
All song is sung 
The hour of lead has just begun 
"Why should the world be overwise 
In counting all our tears and sighs" 

All the leaves have fallen down 
Now, the deadly seeds are grown 
Pale in the dark 
Here was never a god 
But we smile with a bleeding heart 

The day is done 
All son gis sung 
The hour of lead has just begun 
"Why should the world be overwise 
In counting all our tears and sighs"