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