Fall Of The Hero
There's no more warriors-game to play
Childhood's dreams are passed away
The mist of the mirror vanishes
A scar on the black velvet of the night sky
Wake up, warrior, your day is coming
The horns of the battle are screaming
The enemy closes in, your men
Sharpening swords getting shields in their hands
Prechorus: Warriors fighting on the mighty plain
Not thinking about maybe that's insane
Warriors die, women, children cry,
And nobody knows the true reason why
Chorus: Lead your men, swing your sword,
Spill the blood, kill them all,
Sing the song, ride your horse,
Win the game to fight no more,
Lead your men, swing your sword,
Spill the blood, kill them all,
Sing the song, ride your horse,
You're the hero of the war.
The enemy retreats, but the hero fights
They mustn't have the chance to survive
He's spilling their blood and his own, too
Loyalty, order and law tell him what he has to do
Prechorus: The sun is setting, the plain is clear,
Pain, peace and sorrow are what they left here
Vultures flying on the blood red sky
Now it's over, you're through and you won, but you had to die...
Chorus: Led your men, swung your sword,
Spilled the blood, killed them all,
Sang the song, rode your horse,
Won the game to fight no more,
Led your men, swung your sword,
Spilled the blood, killed them all,
Sang the song, rode your horse,
You're the hero of the war.
