Innocence Lost - Mors Principium Est

Come forth, my old friend, and set your foot on the land

Have courage, my old friend for there is always hope

Look up into the sky, the sun is shining still so bright

Look out for the night, I will call the darkness to stand by my side

Raise up your banner and gather the faithful

From your great hall, father of the slain

Raise up your banner and gather the faithful

From your great hall, father of the slain

From mother’s arms to father’s charm

You hold the young sweet child and drown in its smile

The look in her eyes, the poor innocent child

You see the love she had, the love that she once had

Come forth, my old friend, and set your foot on the land

Have courage, my old friend for there is always hope

Raise up your banner and gather the faithful

From your great hall, father of the slain

Raise up your banner and gather the faithful

From your great hall, father of the slain

From mother’s arms to father’s charm

You hold the young sweet child and drown in its smile

The look in her eyes, the poor innocent child

You see the love she had, the love that she once had