Fortress Of Red - Eidolon

All pray — our hands to the sky

Your fortress denied

All slain — your turn to die — without knowing why

They still worship his grave

Though his soul can’t be saved

Now the bloodshed begins

No hope — taken by force — they show no remorse

Cut throats — avenge his remains.

It’s your turn to pay

They still worship his grave

Though his soul can’t be saved

Now the bloodshed begins

What have we done?

We’ve lived his way — without disobey

What was a fortress now has ceased — complete disarray

All pay — existing no more — they’ve evened the score

Banished as our nation lay dead

In this fortress of red

They still worship his grave

Though his soul can’t be saved

Now the bloodshed begins