We came to meet them on open field,
banners pressed high to the sky
One by one we hacked them down,
onward we pressed forth

The sky grew dim
as arrows descend,
raining down upon us
Still we fought on,
with a taste for their blood,
a hatred so unrelenting
I thrust with my spear,
and the shaft it was snapped,
so I reached for
the sword at my side
Our line was holding,
we would not yield,
our chieftain fought with a frenzy
As one of us fell,
we'd close our ranks,
in unison we fought on
Covered in gore,
from shoulder to sword,
the enemy began to break
That's when the strike came,
into my neck, my shield hand
let go in an instant
I saw a flash, glimmer of blade,
I felt its bite in my flesh

I fell back, faced to the sky,
blood ran into the soil
My brothers fought on,
the clamor of swords,
my funeral song
I feel my essence,
leaving my body,
becoming one with the land
I see the sun, for the last time,
as I die with pride

I join in spirit my
kinsmen in the ranks
I join in their war songs,
I'm the wind in their banners
I lay gently the heads
of the fallen in battle
As they ascend into
the ranks of the glorious dead

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