Fate Of The Fighting Man - Wolfchant

Fate Of The Fighting Man - Wolfchant
Leaving my home
Across the lands
Over mountains
To a nameless place
Now I have I have to go
To foreign land to feed my family
Now I have I have to be strong
And I don't know if I will ever return again to you
Leaving all I love
Not for gold
Or glory
For aliment
Now I take my sword my shield
I will be prepared for this fight and I am not afraid
Now I take my axe my spear
I will be prepared for this fight and I will live not die
Hold my hand because my heart is full of pain
Look in my eyes am I a warrior or just a man
This is the fate of the fighting men
To live or to die only for honour
This is the curse of the brave men
To be one of many thousands
We reached that land
Of gold and **
Of water and meat
We have to win
Now I have I have to fight
At this place to feed my family
Now I have I have to be strong
And I don't know if I will ever return again to you
The weapons strike
Arrows all around
Reaper's scythe
I am falling
Now they broke my sword my shield
I thought I was prepared for this fight but I failed
Now they took my axe my spear
I thought I was prepared for this fight and now I have to die
No one holds my hand and my hart is full of pain
Look in my eyes I am not warrior I am a man
This is the fate of the fighting men
To live or to die only for honour
This is the curse of the brave men
To be one of many thousands