How Heavy This Axe Lyrics - The Sword

So many men have fallen 

So many more must die 

Cut down like wheat beneath a scythe 

And though our limbs may weary 

Of ripping, slashing, cleaving blows 

We face an endless host of foes 

How heavy this axe 

Burden carried from birth 

Wrought in stygian visions 

By the gods of the earth 

Upon the hallowed mountain 

The gods convene 

To mourn the death of our ancient queen 

Keepers of sacred fire 

Awaken from your sleep 

Drink from the cup of memory 

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How heavy this axe 

Burden carried from birth 

Wrought in stygian visions 

By the gods of the earth 

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