Glory
The depths of a thousand hells descends upon us
Circling, sniffing, tasting its cornered prey
Glory
We can sense their fear, it courses throughout them
But their to afraid to admit it
Swords raised, shields high, we await this battle
Knowing well that we’ll die by the blade
Glory
Only the honor of dying by your brothers side
Look him one last time in the eyes
And listen to his silent goodbye
Take as many down before yourself
Before you feel your blood leak from the wound
Take your final breath
Knowing that you died for a cause
Glory