[Verse 1: Joseph Sammuel & Tyler Eads]
Relics that fell from the hands of the mages of old
Fell hands, the relics of an evil that's no longer known
Have scored the soil
Faded, blistered, and sunk beneath
Thorn of land's side
Men of oak, men of iron
Thorn of land's side
Men of steel, men of stone

[Verse 2: Joseph Sammuel]
Spires and spindles sleeping under mountain blanket folds
An oaken switch, a candle, a blade, this is where I call my home
Spires and spindles sleeping under mountain blanket folds
An oaken switch, a candle, a blade, this is where I call my home

[Pre-Chorus: Tyler Eads]
And now we feel the life
Hiding on the mountainside
As a passing wind
Sings us a fading song

[Chorus: Tyler Eads]
Eyes that are bright and fixed upon
The glory of what lies beyond
Binding hearts against the same
Binding travelers by flame