Riding along the wasteland, this barren stretch of earth
We plan the battle of our lives.
Well march til nightfall and
scout a place to lie
Our enemy will not expect an attack, behind their lines
Send out the call to the ridings ones, to fall back til
I give the word
By the sword theyll be dying here the price paid in an act of war
They better run for their lives, or stand and
fight
Theyll make the sacrifice, forever we roam
Will we live through today, the battle will rage, on the attack
We will
fight to defend all our own, no turning back
The plan has been made, tomorrow we raid
knowing an ending is near
dispite of an
outcome we fear, no turning back.
What is the cause for outrage, is there more than meets the eye?
Our sanity is displaced, by
the choice to fight or die
I hear the cries of the dying ones
As we fight through the bloody war
Our enemies turn and run
away,"Its not worth fighting for"
They better run for their lives, or stand and fight
Theyll make the sacrifice, forever we
roam
Will we live through today, the battle will rage, on the attack
we will fight to defend all our own, no turning back
The
plan has been made, tomorrow we raid
Knowing an ending is near
Dispite of an outcome we fear, no turning back
"But if the
cause is not good, a heavy burden lies on the King"
[solo]
Will we live through today, the battle will rage, on the
attack
We will fight to defend all our own, no turning back
The plan has been made, tomorrow we raid
knowing an ending is
near
dispite of an outcome we fear, no turning back.
Out on this barren wasteland, no turning back
The balance of life, lies
within our hands
Out of this barren wasteland, no turning back.
