There Is No Victory

Windrider

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    Beneath the sun kissed winter sky
    And the Gods above the earth
    Sixteen sons stand side by side
    Sixteen men at arms
    Of those were two noble sons
    Descent from noble kings.
    Another four were stable boys
    Born on western plains.

    But all stood there on that day
    A brotherhood of man
    Survivors of an ancient faith
    From whence the world began

    The cold wind bites their bloody tears
    But they seem to pay no heed
    Their eyes fixed on the amassing force
    Led by corruption, fuelled by greed
    Warriors of an empty faith
    Who march against their will
    But blood will stain the land this day
    Their evil aim will be fulfilled

    Family
    Hear my scream
    Gods above
    Prepare to feast with me
    Family
    Hear my scream
    Gods above
    Prepare to feast with me

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    "Twenty of them to one of us"
    The bearded elder screams
    A silhouette in the morning sun
    Before the sun god's golden beams
    In his eye a lonely tear
    Falls down his wrinkled face
    His heritage and his culture
    Taken by Christian grace

    Stand against oppose
    Death for our belief
    Glory on this battlefield
    Innocence and grief

    Wipe those fearful tears my friend
    Your death will not be your end
    In the worlds, beyond what we see
    Your life will continue then
    You will again open your eyes
    Your bones will heal and wounds will fade
    With gods of old you'll mock and laugh
    At the being to which you foes have prayed

    Family
    Hear my Scream
    Gods above
    Prepare to feast with me
    Family
    Hear my Scream
    Gods above
    Prepare to feast with me

    CHORUS:
    Free on common ground
    High above the roaring seas
    A fellowship of warriors
    Destiny is our dream
    To arms one final ride
    To death - there is no victory
    Today we find our home
    Beyond the sky, eternally

    With tear welled eyes, they begin their march
    No days after today
    Tonight they drink and feast with those
    Who had before, faded away
    Shining sword and splintered shield
    Broken mail and helmets gone
    Those precious gifts, they are lost
    They prepare to go were they belong
    No screams echo when they fall and die
    Only a silent final breath into the sky
    They fall upon the barren earth
    And there their nation will die

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