When Bitter Spring Sleeps - We Cower in the Storms of Her Retribution Lyrics


Every stone

Every tree

Every mountain

Every breeze

Was not made for you

Not made for you...

We cower in the storms of her retributuion...

In the shadow of her fragile sanctuary...

Oh she will not mourn your passing...

In the shadow of her fragile sanctuary

This palace was not made for you...