The Wandering Tree as the giants fall

The ground shakes beneath the clouds
The giants stand among the dead, their voices scream out
They sing to defeat, but it prays from my knees [?]
A breeze passes through my lungs
It stirs within me my faith to move on from here
And give up what I have held onto
You dare to speak out
I'll take from your mouth
The song you hold dear
You'll fall like the rest
But oh, you fear me from the ground
And watch as the sun claims the crowds [?]
The sun set, no monster could be heard
Tomorrow we'll wake to the sound of the sea
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh