In full gait of war
Far ahead he rode
Confidence unerring
Fortune favours the bold.
Layered shield held high
The mighty emblem did shine
No man could mistake him
For another lord or low swine.
Sword, bright and glorious
Calling all foes to flee
“Stay, and face divine wrath
You will all fall to me”.
Embrace the dust
Your life has reached its end
War begets war
Some things time cannot mend.
Alas! Behold!
A great host approaches
The horizon marks their path
Men will find comfort in others
And the high flames of their own hearths.
Dry sweet tears from gentle cheeks
O, proud warriors of the Sun
Ready yourselves for battle
On this day that’s lost and won.
Heed the horn and clear voice cry
Into battle, disaster nigh!
Immortal song, for lives to come
Paint us bright, every one.
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