The Dusk Draws Near-Darkwood

[ti:The Dusk Draws Near] [ar:Darkwood] [al:The Final Hour] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Dusk Draws Near - Darkwood [00:36.43]Falling leaves like a broken dream [00:41.37] [00:43.49]A dying soldier and a fading scheme [00:48.46] [00:50.62]And a dustcloud tears on her eyes [00:55.22] [00:57.54]In a treetop the northwind sighs [01:02.14] [01:04.11]On a march through the fields [01:05.85] [01:07.78]Hearing drums banners raised [01:09.52] [01:11.34]The soil is soaked with blood [01:13.73] [01:14.93]Despair death embraced [01:16.49] [01:18.69]Falling rain is our last gift from heaven [01:23.51] [01:25.76]But we follow the path to hell [01:30.34] [01:32.48]The dust cloaks the forest [01:34.08] [01:35.82]A spectre leads our path [01:37.94] [01:39.39]Our eyes are burning with hate [01:41.28] [01:42.59]Our hearts are scorched by wrath [01:44.76] [01:46.02]On a march through the fields [01:47.66] [01:49.43]Comrades lost in the night [01:50.83] [01:52.71]Neither hoping nor fearing [01:54.51] [01:56.37]Of the hideous fight [01:57.86] [02:28.09]Falling leaves in a broken night [02:32.38] [02:34.81]We drown in sorrows [02:36.06] [02:37.82]And fear the embers b [02:39.71] [02:41.53]Hear the sound of metal [02:43.17] [02:45.26]The noise of guns [02:46.96] [02:48.98]The roaring of thunder [02:50.25] [02:52.20]And the bursting of bombs [02:53.78] [02:55.70]On a march through the fields [02:57.33] [02:59.21]Hearing drums banners raised [03:00.82] [03:02.73]The soil is soaked with blood [03:04.79] [03:06.16]Despair death embraced [03:07.57] [03:09.50]On a march through the fields [03:11.39] [03:12.91]Comrades lost in the night [03:14.24] [03:16.34]Neither hoping nor fearing [03:17.97] [03:19.73]Of the hideous fight [03:21.14] [03:23.31]Of the hideous fight