What is this horrific thing,
Bringing sadness to my land
Does this monster, faithful to no one,
Walk as if undead
When the souls of my own tribe
Seem to become so lost
As the mark of my birthright
The soil of my father's life turning to red
Now gone away is the silence
That I dream to hear
The screams of pain have now become my song
As we enter this nightmare, eleventh hour
Unending war, the Blacksmith is forging the....
Steel, to slide into flesh
To splinter the bones
My opponents are falling
Steel, to slide into flesh
To splinter the bones
My foes are now crawling
Steel, flesh, bone
The reaper is calling
Steel, Flesh, Bone
Your skulls now decorate my hallways
What is this horrific thing,
Bringing sadness to my land
Does this monster, faithful to no one,
Walk as if undead
When the souls of my own tribe
Seem to become so lost
As the mark of my birthright
The soil of my father's life turning to red
