[Hook: Dan Bull]
A mighty empire has risen and thus must fall
In its shadow, rival kingdoms battle for the spoils of war
Let us hear a humble soldier's thoughts
[Verse 1: Dan Bull]
Straight out the pages of the past a tale throughout the ages lasts
Longer than a battalion slain like a thousand blades of grass
From bounteous bays to mountain ranges, it's too late alas
You're out of range, about to break
No mount or blade could rein it back
A fatal trap, an axe stuck in a stranger's back
No hesitating hazarding a guess endangers Satan's wrack
You're praying for the day that you could say you're safe at last
But first you must remain tenacious and face a sustained attack
Your encampment cannot stay intact, it'll be razed and stacked
By wave after wave after wave of faces masked
That invade in packs plagues of rats after table scraps
'Til the only fact you know for sure is that this fable slaps
The state of battle incubates all manner of shameful acts
But in its absence civilised society just may collapse
It could happen in a few decades or just today perhaps
And it won't wait to ask what you make of that just stating facts
[Hook: Dan Bull]
A mighty empire has risen and thus must fall
Before a dozen lords, a hundred banners and a thousand swords
Heed another humble soldier's thoughts
A mighty empire has risen and thus must fall
In its shadow, rival kingdoms battle for the spoils of war
Let us hear a humble soldier's thoughts
[Verse 1: Dan Bull]
Straight out the pages of the past a tale throughout the ages lasts
Longer than a battalion slain like a thousand blades of grass
From bounteous bays to mountain ranges, it's too late alas
You're out of range, about to break
No mount or blade could rein it back
A fatal trap, an axe stuck in a stranger's back
No hesitating hazarding a guess endangers Satan's wrack
You're praying for the day that you could say you're safe at last
But first you must remain tenacious and face a sustained attack
Your encampment cannot stay intact, it'll be razed and stacked
By wave after wave after wave of faces masked
That invade in packs plagues of rats after table scraps
'Til the only fact you know for sure is that this fable slaps
The state of battle incubates all manner of shameful acts
But in its absence civilised society just may collapse
It could happen in a few decades or just today perhaps
And it won't wait to ask what you make of that just stating facts
[Hook: Dan Bull]
A mighty empire has risen and thus must fall
Before a dozen lords, a hundred banners and a thousand swords
Heed another humble soldier's thoughts
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