From a war we were walking
tall towards home
as a storm rose
and we got lost in the night
We were ambushed
by a group of marauders

The battle was raging on
our men breaking enemy bones
as heavens spit lightining
at our horde
The wind blew strong and
heaven roared


Under the luminous stars
till victory we fight
we grab the handles
of our swords
I cant stop wondering
if I will live til dawn


The remaining warriors
were on the run
some of us shooting them
down for fun
as the dawn
was finally breaking

A hundred corpses
lying on the ground
We were using them
to feed our hounds
but our commander said
dont clean up
just let the bastards rot


Under the fading stars
till victory we fought
we grabbed the handles
of our swords
at last i stopped wondering
if I would live til dawn