The battlefield lies still ash in the air
Bodies fall silent the victors don't care.
We sought the keys to a hard-fought crown
But steel and fury struck us down.
I'll take my final breath with blade in hand
A warrior's fate in the crimson sand.
The gods may turn but I'll not yield
My soul is bound to the battlefield.
Their savage roars pierce the chilling night
They break our lines yet I still fight.
No glory waits in this bitter fray
But death with honor shall light my way.
I'll take my final breath with blade in hand
A warrior's fate in the crimson sand.
The gods may turn but I'll not yield
My soul is bound to the battlefield.
The cry of war echoes through my veins
A raging fire unbound by chains.
One final charge I'll carve my name
In blood-soaked earth eternal flame.
I'll take my final breath with blade in hand
A warrior's fate in the crimson sand.
The gods may turn but I'll not yield
My soul is bound to the battlefield.
The field grows still yet shadows sing
Of warriors bold and battles grim.
Though I fall my tale will stand
A legend born by my own hand.