The banners of war are raised
Tattered, flowing beneath the sun
The sword of my fathers passed down
To defend the glory of our time
Where darkness prevails
My path remains clear
Fighting for valor
And the faltering light
The sound of clashing steel
Summons an ancestral rage
Fathers before me, guide my hand
Into the abyss of war
A rainfall of arrows
Piercing through smoke
Commences henceforth
The final assault
Through jagged steel
Driven deep within thy carcass
A new path is revealed
To the halls of my fathers
One final fading glance
The fields of the slain