27.3.16

Trilogy of glory - Descendance of the scriptures

Slay the beast, I must slay it
With red eyes, I throw my critical hit
My behemoth collapses on the ground
Growing and growling is the beast's sound
Up again on its feet
Again does its heart beat

It seems there is a second showdown
As it's clear I must find another way around
It grows strong with claws clutching at my head
I lost my eye and till my knees I bled
Adrenaline is now kicking in
An animal loses sense of sin
And so I strike slashes left and right
Limbless stands the beast before my might

A breath of glory I proudly inhale
The stories will tell of a beast impaled,
Of a man and the strength of his bare hands
With a breath that shook the sand
Far after the mighty man has died
Far after the lying man has lied

All worships now the apparition
Now it's a crime to doubt superstition
One man and the depravity of liberty
One simple act intended with no integrity
A bigger picture is what I see
What is, what's been, and what's to be
For thousands of years a regretful ghost gazes at the sea
That regretful ghost is me

Trilogy of glory - Glory in the shadow

The dwarf proudly states
"I am a bastard but it's just a name"
And so he's gone to bring glory
Based on no true story
Put all he has on the line
Finally his existence will no longer be a crime
I'll fight this war for my land just as you
He never came back as he knew
Finally crawled out from the dark corner of the world
Where he sat always to be ignored

In the end he got robbed
By the knight in shiny armor and a grin of snob
He'll never be mentioned again
You better know so to keep your head
Forgotten the bastard will be
Just for a fact he could never flee
Even when he rose his hand with us
We carry his body with great disgust
The god-forsaken man buried under the ground
A thousand men buried him with no sound

Trilogy of glory - Outburst

In the sleep of men
The kings then residents
We dust the tablet once again
The trooper's golden name now remenants
The war is forgotten
The dusk left hanging upon
The corpse is consumed and rotten
Eyes at the west as all light is gone

Riding upon our backbones
They lied and said "honorable steed"
When will we awake and atone?
We're used for our own creed
We are men
We will always be men
In every hour of demise
None but us will rise!

In the burst of men
The residents then kings
So visit the graves again
Visit the graves and watch our wings
The war is still going on
The dawn is yet to come
You'll find no more bent backbones
Our eyes fixed at the east awaiting one sun

Fear not their corruption
None will withstand our eruption
Beware of infections of the dark
Our children will sing to the light
Whenever the dissonance is to start
We'll be holding our shields ready to fight