Tense times befall us.
Recklessly, we charge on,
Ever searching for that light.
Enemies lie scattered,
Knights stand upon the hill.
Indistinguishable,
In their blanket of blood.
Recklessly, we charge on,
Ever searching for that light.
Enemies lie scattered,
Knights stand upon the hill.
Indistinguishable,
In their blanket of blood.