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