Hordak
Hordak - Fog On The Battlefield lyrics
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It was said that our race had passed into legend But I'll tell you a story about ancient times When the ones of my blood stroke with power To defend their roots with their life Early morning awakes the blood-rage And a bastion now rides battlewards Burning eyes watch over the enemy, A spark and the fire will start to burn And the voice of the ancient ones Is a message blowing winged to be heed 'cause my blood has dwelt here for centuries There will always be a "we" and a "they" Early mourning, sweat and bloodshed Rising with the battlefield's fog One more day of battles and corpses, Flesh for the ravens fertilize the earth It was said that our race had passed into legend But I'll tell you a story about ancient times When the ones of my blood stroke with power To defend their roots with their life Early morning awakes the blood-rage And a bastion now rides battlewards Burning eyes watch over the enemy, A spark and the fire will start to burn Stained my face with your blood And pointing down my sword It's time to feast and to drink from the horns But before clean up your axe, Why? For Tomorrow? NO! (There's) No tomorrow for us, Cold is the wind that blows in our hearts Only the halls of gods are waiting for us (There's) No tomorrow for us, Cold is the wind that blows in our hearts Only the halls of gods are waiting for us