The Sound Of The Blade

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Lowering clouds in the sky aglow Darken my shield of victory Is my fate doomed to hell on earth? A shift in the wind guides me to to home I stare in the mirror now Who is that under my bloody mail? I bury my lance and I kneel on this field I rend the air with my old sword I commend my soul to God I?m fatally hurt but not by a knight When I hear the sound of the blade I recall all the blood shed in vain I bury my lance and I knell on this field I rend the air with my old sword I commend my soul... Wherever I turn my eyes I only see the lives I shattered and they'll never find the path of the sun Wherever I turn my head I only see the dead I left behind, they'll never find the path of the sun