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Sorrow of Forgotten Pride
Arcane Grail Lyrics
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Consumed by eternal haze
Left the path of roaring ties
Led by ancient signs
Sorrow lies
See the lightning's magic glare
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...
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...
Contributed by Lillian M. Suggest a correction in the comments below.