Ten - The Elysian Fields
Every blade laid to rest through Death's shrineless remedyEvery stain marks the test of each timeless memoryWhen the last breath is aired from this soulless sorceryAs we're born we return here aloneDo the souls manifest themselves anger and mistrustWhen the lives that they cherished so easily were crushedAs they're born so they perish and crumble into dustSo the gods call their warriors homePure melody, raw threnodyDeath and rebirth to the magical madrigalBorn to the shield, sword and the steelDust of the earth blown across the Elysian FieldsEvery season is signless for legions of the graveAs the years fall behind us the centuries remainBut our hearts still remind us so proud and unashamedWhat a legend we carved in the stonePure melody, raw threnodyDeath and rebirth to the magical madrigalBorn to the shield, sword and the steelDust of the earth blown across the Elysian FieldsDo the eyes on the endless horizon wait for meWill she die never knowing how much she meant to meWill the love that I gave her be all she'll ever needWhat remains when the spirits have flownPure melody, raw threnodyDeath and rebirth to the magical madrigalBorn to the shield, sword and the steelDust of the earth blown across the Elysian Fields
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