Sorrow of Forgotten Pride
Arcane Grail Lyrics


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Crave the blood of our grands
Consumed by eternal haze
Left the path of roaring ties
Led by ancient signs

Sorrow lies

See the lightning's magic glare
Fire, water, earth and air
Sow the seeds to our land
Reaped by honoured men

Mourning fens to memorize

Joy of balmy-granted suns
Pride... And sorrow dies
Fill the mead on our lips
Hail and sing to send away...
Away the weeps!

And shame as curse on our hands
Buried by voracious sands
Heft the burden of our sins
Led by weird wins

Now we bleed

Seal the hightning's tragic dull
Colour, grimed by human hull
Row the weeds of our land
Awoken by indebted men

Duty calls to vitalize

Joy of balmy-granted suns
Pride... And sorrow dies
Fill the mead on our lips
Send away the worthless weeps
The weeps of our orphaned kind
We'd forgot about pride
But fylfot flies in bloodied skies
Inundated souls rise!





And sorrow dies...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Arcane Grail's song, Sorrow of Forgotten Pride, speak of a people consumed by eternal haze, who have strayed from the path of their ancestors, and are led by ancient signs. The singer of the song craves the blood of their grands, mourning the loss of what has been forgotten. They see the magic of nature and sow the seeds to their land, but the reaping is left to honoured men. The forgotten past, the sorrow, now lies buried beneath the sands, but the people must carry the burden of their sins.


The singer implores their people to fill their mead cups and hail and sing to send away the weeps, the shame and curses on their hands. They must awaken to their duty, row the weeds of their land, and heed the call to revitalize. Ultimately, joy will return, pride will be reborn, and sorrow will die.


Line by Line Meaning

Crave the blood of our grands
Longing for the blood of our ancestors


Consumed by eternal haze
Lost in an endless fog


Left the path of roaring ties
Abandoned the old ways of strong bonds


Led by ancient signs
Guided by symbols of the past


Sorrow lies
Sadness is present


See the lightning's magic glare
Witness the powerful brightness of lightning


Fire, water, earth and air
Elements of nature


Sow the seeds to our land
Plant and cultivate for our future


Reaped by honoured men
Harvested by those who deserve respect


Mourning fens to memorize
Grieving marshes to remember


Joy of balmy-granted suns
Happiness brought by warm sun rays


Pride... And sorrow dies
As we feel proud, our suffering fades


Fill the mead on our lips
Drink the sweet nectar of life


Hail and sing to send away...
Celebrate and banish...


Away the weeps!
Sad tears must wash away


And shame as curse on our hands
We bear the curse of shame


Buried by voracious sands
Swallowed by greedy sands


Heft the burden of our sins
Carry the weight of our wrongdoings


Led by weird wins
Victory brought by strange means


Now we bleed
Now we suffer


Seal the hightning's tragic dull
Hide the sadness of lightning's dimming brightness


Colour, grimed by human hull
Discoloured by human error


Row the weeds of our land
Work hard to clear the unwanted plants


Awoken by indebted men
Roused by people who owe their lives


Duty calls to vitalize
We must answer the call of duty to stay alive


Send away the worthless weeps
Get rid of useless tears


The weeps of our orphaned kind
The tears of those without parental guidance


We'd forgot about pride
We had lost our sense of dignity


But fylfot flies in bloodied skies
However, the swastika still soars through the bloody sky


Inundated souls rise!
Flooded spirits are lifted up!


And sorrow dies...
And the grief fades away...




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