Withered

Souls of old, wretched lords
Lumbering giants of more power than man
Seeds of trees yet to be
Crossing the sea, appeasing their want

Lavishing ruin, destroying the lands of the king
Sewing destruction, destined to repeat

Descendants of the drakes, enemies of man
Their essence stolen
A quest to retrieve the ashen heart
Retrieve the ashen heart

Lurching out of the dark
Deliverance unto the usurper
The last of the lords towering above them all
To face the hand of the king

The last of us
Bound in iron
Beneath his realm
Cursed to bear witness
To the fading of the light

Cut down, barbarism unleashed
The great ones are fading, giving way to stone
Petrification sets in
Life leaving their veins, never returning home

Corrupting the ashen heart
Trespassing into their dreams
Breaching their souls for a truth
To reveal the way of the king
Corrupting the ashen heart
Trespassing into their dreams
Breaching their souls for a truth
To reveal the way of the king