Precious Death Lyrics

As I held up my shield in defense
Of the archers assault
I was struck down with dart
So fierce, surly hurled by the old war god
Master of the art

As I lay on the field and bleed
beneath my lord
Given strength by his light
A strong warmth, eagerness
To die in war

General calls for advance
I must abide
I stand shield in hand
Obsidian black stone sword at my side
Ready to strike

Over the field honorable blood is spilled
And so shall mine
With the wind I glide
Disarming combatants without
A break in stride
All fit for sacrifice

As I broke the enemy line
I was struck once more
An attack from the rear
A skillful arm and a spear
A precious end

Awoken by the sun, his rays so bright
I pick up my shield to cover my eyes
Rising from my knees, pulling arrows from my shield
To provide me with sight
Stepping towards burning light
Swallowed by the flames
Fires devoured my body and soul
Becoming one with war