Megasus - Swords

 

Oh! this vessel is broken ? broken shattered and torn
Seen battles death foretold ? we rise to hold the sword
Arms though crippled and broken ? reach to wield the sword
That my father?s fathers had forged ? rise to hold ? the sword

When you are old ? body is wasted
Think on this day ? glory you tasted
Warriors life ? glorious death
Optic skygar ? the sword

Feel divine transformation ? ascension to planes beyond whole
A temblor ? hand of ruin
A servant to shadows no more

Souls like fingers are clinging
As mist embraces the moor
Like my father?s fathers before
Headless into ? the swarm

When you are old ? body is wasted
Think on this day ? glory you tasted
Warriors life ? glorious death
Rise into ? the swarm