Barely walking towards the hill.
Almost crawling.

Pain of lashes,
Shed blood for the ashes.
The afternoon of agony,
As I look back in memory.

How does it feel?

I watched helpless.
We could have been together.
What have you become?

I can hear the laughter,
Of the people you are after.
A son’s sacrifice,
For his father’s demise.

We could have ruled.
It’s too late.

Lyrics submitted by vercelum

Nostalgia song meanings
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