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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

Chorus:

Steel shines bright on the field of eternal night

O the land where man creates a storm

Many find everlasting reward, many die in tragic despair

This is warfare

He of the bloodsword leaps into the fray, 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

--Chorus--

The taking of live on the field of eternal night

On the land where many fights no more

Many find everlasting reward, many die in tragic despair

By the sword, by the spear, by the arrow

Warfare