Wine Of Defeat Lyrics - Singles - Rudhira

She was the diamond in the lands to the south, 

beauty so blinding that men dared not see, 

a smile inspiring tales of angels, 

enthralling the men so they fall to their knees. 

To the north of the mountains, thirsty of brew, 

a heathen with the strength of ten bears. 

Slaying crusaders 'till the hangover strikes. 

Setting his heart on a maiden in the south. 

Who'd have thought I'd fall for a heathen, 

but he is the man in my heart. 

Can this love be nurtured 

Our worlds will collide 

On opposite sides of a war we are chained 

We'll break the chains 

and taint our blood 

It is not tainted when the heart is pure. 

I am a heathen, or so I am called by the mob 

- the masses that kneel down in fear 

I have consumed the most bitter of wine 

The wine of defeat and deception 

On the fields of our mothers, the ground is now soaked 

in the blood of the brothers who died for our home. 

Our cause was shattered, in pain we are left 

The vile stench of this plague will not fade. 

A man in my heart that my own won't approve 

a devil is made of his name 

The men of my kin that my heart won't approve 

the kinship must be in the past 

Can this love be nurtured 

Our worlds will collide 

On opposite sides of a war we are chained 

Our own will break us 

and spoil what we have 

We can not stay where the hearts breed hate. 

On her way, she's wandering merry 

So merry, so full of joy and of doubt 

Wondering, -thinking 

Will he embrace me? 

Over the top, 

At last she can see the valley,- 

The valley where lover is awaiting in lust 

But thoughts of their families makes her mind and heart rust 

She is so weary, a pond is in sight. 

A nice place to rest before they share their night. 

In the water reflection a shadow appears. 

A relentless legion uniting 

to forge the fate of our kin 

Crawl under it's skin 

in the blood-pool of treason, oppression and sin 

Let the bloodshed of tyrants begin 

Can this hate be nurtured 

Our worlds did collide 

On opposite sides of a war we were chained 

I'll break their wills 

And spill their blood 

It is not treason when the hate is pure. 

Kneel and receive your salvation from hell (repeat)