Letra de The Essence of the Ashes
And it came to pass In those leaden daysThat a plain, poor man Got sick of his yoke Of condemned soil And foreign empires hungry purseTime to replace Pitchfork with sword And sound the anthem Of sheer rebellionEnough Once too often Enough Is enoughWe strive not for war We just crave to have our home We just seek to have the rights That our fathers used to haveWe strive not for war We just crave to have our home We just seek to have the rights That our fathers used to haveWe tasted grime and blood We know the essence of ashesA glowing spark Rising up from blazing flames To lead the forlorn and wrath The epitome of hopeA daring venture A frantic attempt When Amandus was slain The Bagundae still sangWe strive not for war We just crave to have our home We just seek to have the rights That our fathers used to haveWe strive not for war We just crave to have our home We just seek to have the rights That our fathers used to haveEnough Once too often Enough Is enoughWe strive not for war We just crave to have our home We just seek to have the rights That our fathers used to haveWe strive not for war We just crave to have our home We just seek to have the rights That our fathers used to haveWe tasted grime and blood We know the essence of ashes