Dawn retreat as skyline comes alive Upon this field not hundred yards wide None can be spared, revenge they will swear Swarming in thousands reeking despair
Countless wars none worth elegies Triumphs fade to breeze
Sword of yours claiming your demands Treaty will wash the blood from your hands So be it for vengeance, be it for land Your cause will hate consecrate
Countless lords none worth serving Faith for the long dead king
Will you wield your vice And shape it as virtue For life to entice
"In peace, sons bury their fathers In war, fathers bury their sons" So respect no blood, witness no birth Ties to the flesh have none Bow to no god, buried by world Be done and be gone
Countless paths none woth journey Until your trail ends to sea
