Warfare

Sky growls fierce overhead in the early morning light
The dying scream high to heaven above
Scowls on their faces are terror and grim determination
Enemy bloodlust is never sated
Steel shines bright on the field of eternal night
On the land where man creates a storm
Many find everlasting reward, many die in tragic despair
This is warfare

He of the bloodsword leapsinto the frey, shield ready, sword bared
Teeth clenched in a grimace of mortal hatred
Swift his descent on the foe, limb from limb they are rent
An enemy head is lying in the dust
Steel shines bright on the field of eternal night
On the land where man creates a storm
Many find everlasting reward, many die in tragic despair
This is warfare

The taking of lives on the field of eternal night
On the land where many fight nomore
Many find everlasting reward, many die in tragic despair
By the sword, by the spear, by the arrow
Warfare