Blackbraid - Wardrums At Dawn On The Day Of My Death (Official Video)
“Blackbraid III”: A world born in the heart of the storm and upon the peaks of black mountains. Here, the warrior’s path is carved against the backdrop of wild, untamed nature, where honor is claimed with the final breath and destiny is etched upon the horizon. Forgotten memories seep through the morning mist among withering autumn leaves, while ancient barrows guard silent tales of flesh and blood surrendered to moss and earth.
Starlight bathes the bones, turning death into ascension, while the spirit, freed from its mortal bonds, becomes part of an endless cosmic tapestry. Deep within resounds the desperate struggle of a soul bound to its own body - a furious yearning to break free, even at the cost of unbearable pain.
Step onto these shadowed paths and let the wind whisper its legends to you.
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Wardrums at Dawn on the Day of My Death
Awakened by a western wind
The blood of chaos seeps into dawn
A call to war in honor and death
The warrior’s fate to ride the storm
Ride
To ride a path of shadow and death
To breath the sacred winds of war
The fires rage within my heart
To die with honor, to ride the storm
Ride
The imminence of fate on the horizon
The drums of war on the wind
The transcendence of spirit through destiny
Reborn in the liminance of bloodshed
The confluence of foresight and memory
A prayer of silence on the wind
The honor of a death steeped in beauty
The kiss of death upon my spear
The reckoning of prophecy on the horizon
A sacred manumission of the flesh
The flames of fate licking softly
Unbound in the beauty of a sacred death
Now the voice of the wind whispers softly
A eulogy in the silence of the dawn
And as my final visions become me
The eagles shall rise to carry me home
Ride
