Lyrics For Those Who Died With Sword in Hand - Doomsword

For Those Who Died With Sword in Hand

I look to my land this one
The last time should be a desperate deed
I will mire my blood with sand
The steel is now in me this cold blade
That gives me death
And all I see is the blood
From my wounds
Blinding me
The death which I will have
Should grant me the glory I sought
For my breed shall proclaim
How glorious was their elder one
This is my end
I proudly mix my blood with sand…
No!
Do not crave for those
Who died with sword in hand
I look to my land this one
The last time should be a desperatate deed
I will mix my blood with sand
My battle ends here
Every one witnessed I had no fear
With honour I fought
Don’t cry for those who died this way
The death which I will have
Should grant me the glory I sought
For my breed shall proclaim
How glorious was their elder one
This is my end
I proudly mix my blood with sand
No!
Do not crave for those
Who died with sword in hand