The Walls of Terunael
Adapted from "The Shores of Old Blighty" by Graeme Miles (public domain)
Lyrics and Melody adapted by Ian Thomas. (link to come)
Chorus The walls of Terunael we've left behind The brightest of cities are broken and grey As we walk an endless road how will we find All that was stolen away, Liaven All that was stolen away?
Verse 1 The city is joyous, the bell tower peals A festival spirit, a respite from woes Our vates call down power to the crops in the fields But the only crop here is for crows, Liaven The only crop here is for crows.
As the walls start to crumble, there's no cause for dread Our army's unbeaten, our magic's still strong But then out from the palace black thorns start to spread And our strength and our courage is gone, Liaven Our strength and our courage is gone.
Verse 2 Just a handful of warriors escape the Vallorn We've made it much further than our dead would have dreamed, They lie in piles broken by the vines and the thorns When this morning how lively they seemed, Liaven, This morning how lively they seemed.
The forests they offer the comfort of night We huddle together, our tears mourn the dead Navarr she stands up; says she won't lose this fight And the oaths on her skin are marked red, Liaven The oaths on her skin are marked red
Verse 3 We set our feet forward and shoulder our loads Walk spirals unending through lands far away We bind our disaster in chains made from roads And our journeying keeps it at bay, Liaven Our journeying keeps it at bay.
A people in exile, a travelling tribe We wander with purpose, our course is well laid One Empire is lost but its spirit survives And we'll cherish this new one we've made, Liaven We'll cherish this new one we've made.
Alt Chorus x2 And the walls of Terunael we've left behind The brightest of cities are broken and grey As we walk an endless road we'll keep in mind All that was stolen away, Liaven All that was stolen away.
by Ebb Summercrow, 377 YE