Gaze upon the sea of slain brothers As the tears well up in her eyes The agony of blood streams down the hillside Our battle is not yet done She sends her love to a warrior Whose life is yet to be overcome? His blade cuts the sky in might We stand over his grave, as the rage dwells in our hearts, his memory lies within our steel! Ride... brothers bearing all arms ride out of the black in glory Blaze across the plains with horses of raging flame Honor his blood Our tears soak these grounds of our slain brothers May the hawks oversee our victory Victory She awaits her lovers return For she knows there will be no return! Seasons crest on our lands Rise with the hawks wicked eye Prey in stealth Rise upon your lands Enter to your domain Bring back their heads in a bountiful flume Present them with a grip of hate She cries proud and glorious of her love Forever we ride in spirit
hawk, brother, ride, slain, flume