Pure Wrath - The Forlorn Soldier [Full EP]

Lyrics to The Forlorn Soldier [Full EP] by Pure Wrath

Tracklist: 01. When a Great Man Dies In the night of cold-blooded cleansing, He sacrificed his life in the name of homeland. We remained silent in empty stares, realizing his blood spilled over the ground. Bereft of words by violent shades, of a salient moment of life. Lost the faith by lucid dreams, of a salient moment of death. Not far behind our barren rice fields, where the flag solemnly raised. He settled all his wise thoughts, among the nefarious traitors. The homeland was once united in peace, where all the birds can fly in freedom. Until the sheep's clothing sloughed, revealing the wolves of death. Your thoughts and wisdom forever stand. Your warm embrace forever remains. 02. Children of the Homeland His fragile fortress fell apart, before my very eyes. His divine shattered as the nature warns, of what's to come in the darker days. I saw a greater part of downfall, of the order of misery. I saw on the furthermost mountain, the forlorn soldiers dying. Hatred and pain furiously erased, our patience and benevolence. The path to our father's majesty, gave us faith in our own way. If sorrow and misery remains, since homeland burned down to ashes, the future would never be the same, the story would remain unseen. The silence shrouded as the fire burned. The children's sorrow emerged into revenge. Yearning years have passed, as the story deeply buried. The darkest path screams my name. The darkest path screams my name. The darkest path screams my name. The force of nature will remain to protect. The path of a great man will guide us always. The story of a nation will never be forgotten. Children of the homeland will avenge. Children of the homeland. 03. With Their Names Engraved We remember how tough the way was, to find where the river ends. We found hundreds of deaths, floating under the old bridge. Fallen leaves on our way back home, told us how dark the day was. The grey skies began to cry, the howling wind embraced the sorrow. The fortress of silence stood, to hide the pain and the will of revenge. Hundreds of headstones served, with their names engraved. To solace the ghosts, with their names engraved.