Lyrics Fear of God - Curta'n Wall

Guided by the siege's grace
Sent you to heaven's gates
When the flail knocks your skull
See the fear of God on your face
Soldiers dropping like flies
Disease and famine
Be it black plague or leprosy
Eternal damnation
Whole battalions are sick
Frail and flailing from the pain
When the flail knocks your skull
Blunt force exposes brain
Your whole cavalry is dead
When we're hungry we eat horse
Push my claymore through
Your torso with endless force
Bloodshed on the battlefield
The arrows blot the sky
Wailing mothers mourn their sons as countless others die
Rusted mail is bound to fail
Take an arrow in the eye
The bascinet will nail your neck and end your life tonight
The stench of burning flesh
Terrorized and filled with dread
I will wheel my cart through the battlefield, bring out your dead
I recite the word of God as I pick up severed heads
The brook that runs west of the village was once clear, now runs red
I survey the land
All I see is death
Pestilence and sorrow
Expressed with every breath
I shed a single tear
For those who died in vain
Who left their families alone
In suffering and pain
Now all that's left
Are the barren fields of waste
Unfertile soil
And mud as thick as paste
This endless war
Will leave the earth scarred
No crops will grow
My family will starve