Blood pouring forth, from this laceration
My skin once flush, turns a snowy white,
Vision fades as the sky above begins to darken
Life slowly drains from this becoming husk.

My sword held firm in my dying grasp
A final Swing at my foe with my terminal strength
Caught of guard, a lucky strike brings him to his knees
In my dying hour i will see him bleed

I will see him bleed!

As bitter cold begins to seep into these mortal forms
We both lay still upon blood sodden earth.
Seconds feel like days amidst the blades of grass
Seeing my bothers fight stood tall above me

There is no greater honour then to die in battle,
To feel deaths sweet sting upon our crusade
My brothers continue the onslaught about our foes
So that they may feel the righteous fury of our blades

So that they may feel the righteous fury of our blades!

In death
We Rest
Eyes shut
Deliver me unto the earth!

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