| Song | Ares in Their Eyes |
| Artist | Elend |
| Album | Sunwar the Dead |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Drunk of our blood, a sky’s faded. | |
| We burned like lions with Ares in their eyes | |
| But it is only in songs that I envy the winds. | |
| O let the scatter my heart among the ruins. | |
| Ashes the cold, | |
| the silent cast in stone, | |
| Lifeless the corpse, | |
| the stench, the horror. | |
| I poured into the vial of life the terror of living, the worst poison of all. | |
| Depart from us or we will leave you | |
| In the raining fire above. | |
| We were so proud in your pale masquerade | |
| And we were lured by your glimmering shade. | |
| We burn like lions with Ares in their eyes | |
| But it is only in songs that I envy the winds. | |
| O let them scatter my heart among the ruins. |
| Drunk of our blood, a sky' s faded. | |
| We burned like lions with Ares in their eyes | |
| But it is only in songs that I envy the winds. | |
| O let the scatter my heart among the ruins. | |
| Ashes the cold, | |
| the silent cast in stone, | |
| Lifeless the corpse, | |
| the stench, the horror. | |
| I poured into the vial of life the terror of living, the worst poison of all. | |
| Depart from us or we will leave you | |
| In the raining fire above. | |
| We were so proud in your pale masquerade | |
| And we were lured by your glimmering shade. | |
| We burn like lions with Ares in their eyes | |
| But it is only in songs that I envy the winds. | |
| O let them scatter my heart among the ruins. |
| Drunk of our blood, a sky' s faded. | |
| We burned like lions with Ares in their eyes | |
| But it is only in songs that I envy the winds. | |
| O let the scatter my heart among the ruins. | |
| Ashes the cold, | |
| the silent cast in stone, | |
| Lifeless the corpse, | |
| the stench, the horror. | |
| I poured into the vial of life the terror of living, the worst poison of all. | |
| Depart from us or we will leave you | |
| In the raining fire above. | |
| We were so proud in your pale masquerade | |
| And we were lured by your glimmering shade. | |
| We burn like lions with Ares in their eyes | |
| But it is only in songs that I envy the winds. | |
| O let them scatter my heart among the ruins. |