War is a tragedy It uses man's best to do man's worst War is brutality It's drawing blood for the power thirst Power wrongly used Defeats the oppressor as well as the oppressed Power might be used But easy to corrupt is the heart of man So comes snow after fire And even dragons have their endings So comes the sun after the night And even nightmares have their endings Prepare your hearts for death's cold hand Better to fight and die, than live for nothing Prepare your bodies for the earth May our blades sing always for justice Dark lords throne And the fears are never far But moonlight drowns out all But the brightest stars In the shadow of war Power blinds those who seek it In the shadow of war Even heroes become evil beasts