Hymn For The Vanquished

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Into a valley engulfed in wild blazing ashes Where time has ceased to flow Amidst rose a stone covered with a mass of thorns ®Onward we march ® yelled a man of honor Men stomped on the sacred vale Thunder has roared glistening on swords held up high Until they dived into flesh. The wind grew fierce A storm was born The sound of clashing sword Filled the entire night. No one will cry, when we'll perish, under a storm of arrows The end is nigh, thus it shall be, a last dance into the fray The sun left us, dark is the night, filled out with fears There it'll be born, Time of contempt, an hymn for the vanquished. The sheen of our armor drowned in a dim red sea Pouring on the gray burned ground The songs of the ravens came to our ears Delighting everything of it. The wind fell asleep, a storm has died The screams of pain, filled the entire night. No one will cry, when we'll perish, under a storm of arrows The end is nigh, thus it shall be, a last dance into the fray.