Going Home

Rallying Cries rang through the Land
 The King was killed by his Sons Command
 By the Swords of the Prince!
 We were sent to the Keep of the Son
 To wage a great War
 In the Name of the One their Blood will rain
 For the King who was slain and all who remain!
 Before we arrived we were ambushed
 In the Forest that Borders two wintry Lands
 An entire Warband
 That Day we came to understand the Rules of the game
 We were Pawns to Lords and Thanes who revelled in our Pain
 We will show them the Same
 In a Forest cold along Borders old
 Trapped by Swords in foreign Lands
 In Winter we will make our Stand
 On this Day so far away I never thought
 My Life would end this Way
 Surrounded by Foes as they scream my Name
 We walk in Fear of a Day we know we'll never feel
 And still we wait like Eagles
 Wait for Seaason's Change
 Yet the World stay on it's Course
 I am never, never going Home
 For me not to be Found
 Like a Raven falling to the Ground
 The Forests Edge nears along wirth dawns Light
 We have killed as well we can
 But our Wound will end this Fight
 At most one more Night!
 We are ready now to weather their Charge
 Though we fade the Bards will sing of those
 Who fought for the King
 We die for the King!
 A Legion strong when we arrived
 Now there remains only Five
 Back to back and Sword by Axe
 We fight until we breathe no more
 Light the Fires and praise the Day
 I say my Brothers we are going Home
 Though it is not the way we came