Dark the days that beckon me throughout the Northland country But there was hope once in my heart when minstrels sang sweet their song
From the cup you made me drink the potions of uncertainty My love never did perish I've kept the memories inside
CHORUS
Burgundy Years
I remember everything
Burgundy Years
Death tolls ever dark its cheers
Blood it lingers still yet stirring where goodwill was once endearing I've become the caretaker dutifully a saint forlorn Marriage to the brotherhood by oaths sworn in magicians wood The martyr of my Christian name slain by the scarlet crusades
Shall the words of misfits spoken be treated as jester's tokens
There is but a glimmer full of the dim light you have cast In time all heroes depart There was hope once in my heart
