The Fields of Ash

epic symphonic metal with female lead vocals, powerful female choir harmonies, celtic and viking folk elements, throat singing, cold northern atmosphere, orchestral arrangements, bagpipes and flutes, dramatic metal guitars, thunderous drums, icy wind intro, wolf howls, bridge with heavy rhythm and ritual throat singing, outro with wind and fading hooves sound Lyrics (Verse 1) Two lords on hills of green and gold, Lord Harroway, proud and stern and old. Lord Blackwood, with a heart of stone, Each claimed the valley for his own. A whispered word, a stolen prize, Reflected fury in their eyes. A border stream, a fallen tree, Was all it took for them to disagree. (Chorus) Oh, the drums of war began to beat, On dusty roads and cobbled streets. For pride and land, the swords were drawn, And darkness fell before the dawn. They burned the bridges, salted the ground, A hollow, mournful, ringing sound. The battle&done, the story&told, In fields of ash and bitter cold. (Verse 2) Lord Harroway raised his banner high, A golden falcon in the sky. He called his sons, he called his men, "We&never speak his name again!" Lord Blackwood, with a wolfish grin, Swore that his rival would not win. He sharpened steel, he promised pain, And summoned fire and freezing rain. (Chorus) Oh, the drums of war began to beat, On dusty roads and cobbled streets. For pride and land, the swords were drawn, And darkness fell before the dawn. They burned the bridges, salted the ground, A hollow, mournful...