summoned are powers to fight me over a fallen one 
black tears still drowning my eyes 
memories flooding the temple 
mountains of brave men wielding spears cut short your 
breaths 
till their death i shall fight for you now 
leader of men mighty king 
arrows and blades of bronze rise before me, barbed 
spears strike bodies to the ground fight we for you 
glorious fallen one! 
greatest of men rise like a mountain 
mothers now mourn in our wake 
the battle is raging like flames 
we fight over a fallen one 
charging as a great wave with a might roar 
bringing the darkness to their eyes 
i sing for you might king 
The sun dove into the horizon and so faded the mens 
strength 
twas time to mourn and mourn they did 
only then in the peace of night did the greatness of 
their loss descend upon them and ashes poured they upon 
their heads in mourning 
streams of tears and bitterness flowed as their brother 
shrouded in flames 
travelled the dark shores of styx...to hades. 
and as their bodies and minds swallwed the loss and 
exhaustion a single thought emerged revenge for honour! 
fuelled by revenge, men charge the walls 
riding into battle like a storm 
thee charge breaks the silence, neath the morning sun 
this battle is fought for honour- for a fallen one.