Letra de A Song of Ashes
Le corps n'en finissent pas de bruler Onde de sang, vent ardent. I rolled like the sand The Water Unfurls. We are the everdead, the spark in the air. Dust and water, The blood of the harvestAnd aimless on those muddy fields, We wandered all night. The columns of ashes From the pyres draw A solemn temple We have reached the altar.Les corps n'en finissent pas de bruler.