Death before dishonour,
Through blood and steel we stand and fight,

Marching forth beneath our banner,
Our swords, meet their's, In righteous battle

March forth, To war,
Face to face, endure them,
The endless tides come thick and fast

Thunderous hooves,
The clamour of broken shields
Surrounded, By bloodshed
Yet we fight on.

Gory blades whirl about me,
Arrows soar high above
Its so hard to focus
Try as i might

Bruised and battered
Countless blows against me
My armour holds strong
Keeps me from falling under.

Death before Dishonour,
Through blood and steel we stand and fight,

Facing them in open warfare,
Our swords, meet their's, In righteous battle

Amidst the confusion of war.

Two duelists lock blades,
A deadly confrontation
The fates of both men,
Tied to this violent clash

A flurry of silver
Amidst the mud and grass
Flesh and vesture
Is torn and tattered

One more fated blow is struck,
It brings me to the sodden ground.
Shivers throughout me
As i know my time is up.

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