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Badlands · Released October 2, 2026
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The Priest

Lyrics

Bells echo through the rain
The battlefield lies silent
Only the dead remain

*Requiescant in pace...*

I walk where broken banners sleep
Beneath a sky too dark to weep
The smoke still lingers in the air
Like whispered names and unanswered prayers

I see their shadows in the mud
Their final hopes, their final blood
No voices rise, no trumpets call
Only silence covers all

And every face I leave behind
Becomes a memory in my mind

Oh, sing it back, the Priest of the Fallen
I keep their names alive
**Gloria Victis**
Louder now, let the whole field hear us rise

Oh, sing it back, the Priest of the Fallen
I walk where heroes fall
And when the world forgets their glory
We answer every call

*Requiescant in pace...*

The rain keeps washing through the fields
Across forgotten swords and shields
The wind still moves through shattered stone
As if the dead are not alone

I gather fragments of their lives
The dreams that never saw sunrise
And in the darkness I can hear
Their distant voices drawing near

No crown remains, no victory stays
Only the truth of passing days

Oh, sing it back, the Priest of the Fallen
I keep their names alive
**Gloria Victis**
Louder now, let the whole field hear us rise

Oh, sing it back, the Priest of the Fallen
I walk where heroes fall
And when the world forgets their glory
We answer every call

*Requiescant in pace...*

No king survives forever
No empire escapes the dust
But every soul remembered
Defies the end of us

So let the bells ring louder
Let the heavens hear their names
**Non omnis moriar**
For memory outlives the flames

**Gloria Victis**
For every fallen son
**Gloria Victis**
Their march is never done

Oh, sing it back, the Priest of the Fallen
I keep the names alive
**Gloria Victis**
Louder now, let the whole field hear us rise

Oh, sing it back, the Priest of the Fallen
I'm the last voice left to call
And long after the world moves on
Their names will stand up tall

*Requiescant in pace...*

The bells grow distant in the rain
The battlefield sleeps once again
Yet beyond the dawn they stand

**Gloria Victis**
Forever remembered
Forever they march

Story / Comments

“Priest of the Fallen” is about remembering those who died in war after glory, victory, and empires have faded. The narrator becomes a guardian of their memory, keeping their names alive so the fallen are not erased by time.