Oh!
There is fire in the air that I am breathing.
There is blood where the battles rage.
These are faces I will not remember.
Will I fight for the queen or the slave?
The treacherous part is to claim it with our heart of courage.
Where the wind from the north bodes the dragon
And the armies and legions have formed.
We have camped for the night for fully covered.
Fading ghosts in the shadow of war.
Battleborne!
Battleborne!
Battleborne!
Battleborne!
Gone.
All the villagers left out to pasturing
The black wing of death as their liege.
Felt the ground it was bare from the plunder.
Soldiers that lie at my feet.
The maidens were lost waiting across an ocean on a ship heading south to the mainland.
I am standing in wake of the storm.
I was raised by the wolf and the stallion.
This sword was battleborne.
Battleborne!
Battleborne!
Battleborne!
Battleborne!
