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​Carrion Crows Over Camlan

This song is by The Wolves Of Avalon and appears on the album Carrion Crows Over Camlan (2011).

Before the twilight, the black birds sings
And the black crows peck the eyes of kings
In the battles tumult, I can hear the wailing banshee
Pendragons son is fallen on ground foul with death

Under winters empty sky, upon mouldering ash and bone
Great heroes collide on mist silhouetted fens
The baying of war horns, an eerie ode to sable garb of woe
Where cloven heads fall like seeds upon the dirt.

Carrion Crows over Camlan, Carrion Crows over Camlan
Carrion Crows over Camlan, Carrion Crows over Camlan

With sundered limbs and silent screams
That rest upon this dreadful empurpled plain
We ghosts of fallen oaks
And graven faces of the slain

Warriors heave and groan. Gaping mouths spitting blood
Mail clad wolves in the mist
Shimmering blades of blood-glazed steel
Killing under the cold moons glare

Gone are the British kings,
All swallowed by the Germanic holocaust pyres.
Lord Arthur is slain.
Great warriors laid upon countless biers

Culhwch Peredur, Galath, Cadwr Olwen, Pwyll, Manawyddan,
Arawn, Gwydion, Bedwyr, Garanwyn, Gwalchmai, Trystan, Cadog, Mofran,
Llywarch, Medraut, Eliwlod, Druadwas, Bradwen Gwalchmai.

Morrigan casts her spell with dark runes cast
Her thunderbolts of murder and bleak pale slaughter
Dragon and raven standards broken,
Tall ashen shafts ruddy with gore

War is a shapeless stygian chaos
Where gods of Annwn collide
Affallach awaits in Avalon
The weary sleep of the slain