The Parchment

Intro: |   |   |   |   | (2x) |   |   |   |   |   |   |   |   | |        |        |      |        | (4x) |   |        | (2x) Verse 1: When the moon will rise again Until we read the Parthian skin      Broken fears warring days are here again      ’Fore we all to dust descend Heaven knows when life will end      God to know in the mire put out the fire      Verse 2: Know there is a cross to bear In your primal quest of fear No quarter now is given no less Aslumber was my main ideal Asunder did my spirit steal Sceptered race uttered words in disgrace Verse 3: Sweet revenge will be ours Vengeance of a shaken world   Just remember that patience is no sin And to find another way Live to breathe another day Lord of light in the darkness our guide       Instrumental |   |   |   |   | 2x |   |   |      |      |   |   |   |         | 2x |   |        |   |        | 4x Guitar Solos |   |        |   |        |   |      |   |        | 2x |   |      |   |        | Instrumental |        |        |      |        | 4x |   |   |   |   | 2x Verse 4: In a tempest never shaken Edge of doom is not mistaken Countenance is not a sin Gallant king we bow to him Fierce as wolf with a leopard skin Dark and bitter deep within Invader punished with his life Vanquished in the morning Verse 5: Sea of blood in light divine Unholy reverence enjoyed Intoxicated with their hell Man immortal sickness dwell Savage beasts troops engage Assembled here to butcher blades Smoke has darkened in the air Smell of death and deep despair Verse 6: Wilderness a tyrant dream Sell your soul not give them power Slay upon imperial crown Witness now the witching hour Bound himself to oath and king Such loyalty a shameless thing Youth of agony still burn Shedding parents blood Verse 7: Never say a prayer to me For this crime and treachery Drinking from your cup of wisdom true Many men will follow you Now an army is raised And our gods they be praised Death is but a guilted edge Shall no more than we will pledge Bridge: Hear the cry we are ready to believe Verse 8: The prodigal has returned Give us our own revenge With the power he learned We will burn the same again A betrayal of angels in a foreign land A revenge for the merciful destiny at hand Verse 9: For all those who have written In the sand will be told That the same will happen searching for gold Like a fire in the sky I can feel strength return Heading for afterlife meet me there                    Instrumental |   |   |   |        | |   |   |   |   | (2x) Solo |   |   |   |   |   |   |   |   | (4x) Instrumental |                         |                         | 3x |                         |                         | Ending |   |   |   |   |   |