Sellsword Lyrics

The city burns, no sleep tonight;
Its broken walls are a welcome sight.
A bloodied blade, a life to sell;
You pay the price and we send them to hell.
In from the North, a savage horde;
We give no quarter; we have no Lord.
If you have coin we’ll serve you well,
But pay the price or we’ll send you to hell.

And as we ride…
…Our foes will die.

Sellsword; our blades are for hire.
Sellsword; we live our lives in your mire.
Sellsword; no master but gold,
Sellsword; our story never told.

Upon our shields the foe will break,
Out in the field their life we take,
The blood it flows upon our steel,
One look at us and your enemies reel.
Their banners fall taken one by one,
But still we go gleaming in the sun,
They know us now and fear us well,
You paid the price and we sent them to hell.

And as we ride…
…Our foes will die.

Sellsword; our blades are for hire.
Sellsword; we live our lives in your mire.
Sellsword; no master but gold,
Sellsword; our story never told.