the sword’s lament lyrics – cauldron born

mine is the card of suffering
mine is the card of misery
all of this was foretold
before these depictions ever hung in thoth’s gallery
i have many names for many heroes
as i see p*ss another century, this means nothing to me

i caladcholg, excalibur, socht’s sword gorm glas,
beater and biter
i mournblade, stormbringer, cruadin
i am the sword with which siegfried slew the dragon

those strong enough to brandish me will only know in their lives misery
i drink deep of souls while all those around them die,
this foretold before man could shape steel into a triumph of will
or the pyramids caressed the sky

i caladcholg, excalibur, socht’s sword gorm glas,
beater and biter
i mournblade, stormbringer, cruadin
i am the sword with which siegfried slew the dragon

i may lie aeons in the bottom of a lake or dwell in a
netherworld cave in ameeron

i caladcholg, excalibur, i will dring your sould from the
depleted chalice that is nothing more than a sh*ll of a
man where once stood a mythical champion

/ cauldron born lyrics