Song of Seven Sorrows letra

Our hero of songs and stories untold
he fought not for glory, nor silver nor gold
He killed for the hands that held his heart
for Lyra, who loved him till death did them part

Lyra's tears washed the blood off his sword
She called out the name of the one she adored
The shackles of death that held him then broke
Once more with his love, Lanre awoke

But Death is a tyrant who won't be denied
Lyra she faded, she paled and she died
Her fate left unknown to we who remain
Its consequence etched in misery and pain

Unable to die, to forget or to sleep
Lanre was driven to madness and grief
Myr Tariniel burned by his hand
A mercy to people of that wretched land

Selitos roared and he clawed at his eyes
Frenzied by pride, he cursed the skies
Lanre you traitor, cursed by the name
May you live always in shadow and shame!

Our hero of songs and stories untold
Now wanders these roads, alone in the cold
He dreams of the hands that held his heart
Of Lyra, who loved him till death did them part

Merrigan - Letras

• Song of Seven Sorrows