Hardened by battles of yore, says the lore
Making a name for yourself all through war, which you adore
An eagerness to lead, humiliate the enemies
To have them on their knees, to praise your name eternally
And you may have had your share of glory
Engraved in your memory
But you still hear their cries of agony
Taking the whole storm by storm may please you
But that won't make up for what you have lost, what it cost
And it will eat you up, while on the outside you're so tough
There's no one you can trust, no one to carve you some new cuts
And as you conquer other territories
Bringing others to your feet
Deep inside you can find no relief
And as you conquer other territories
Bringing others to your feet
Deep inside you can find no relief
And you may have had your share of glory
Engraved in your memory
But you still hear their cries of agony
