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It is a sad day
when your soul begins to waver
It is a sad day
when your heart begins to quaver
It is a sad day
when your courage fades away
It is a sad day
When your eyes see only grey
What is the cure
to a cowards heart?
The broken lines of battle
where our courage fell apart
I have seen our men beaten
and scattered like crumbs
Enough of this weakness
bring forth the drums!
Let there be music
let there be song
Set fire to our blood
as it thunders along  
Its time to take our victory
from the jaws of defeat
Our hearts fill with rapture
as they hammer to the beat
We raise our fists
and our voices high
Even the weakest shall rise  
bellowing, screaming the song to the sky
Our souls they are strengthened
and our hearts they are strong
Our bravery is endless
in the depths of the song
We sing to our heroes
We sing for the dead
We sing for the blood
that is soon to be shed
There is more power in song
than in blade or in gold
For it drives even the weakest
of men to be bold
Wrote this listening to the Skyrim soundtrack
DixitDominus Featured By Owner Mar 26, 2014  Student Writer
Strangely I thought about Skyrim before reading the description :D
Nice one, I really love it. Hope someone makes it a song some day, it has some musical potential.
Wolfs-Pain Featured By Owner Mar 26, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Haha well it would make an interesting song for sure, Thanks :)
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