Lyrics Victoria Cross - Nar'Thaal

The return has been a long one
Longer than the war
The snow can lead a man astray
Who's longing for his home
Reaching a familiar plain
His heart is glad to see
The mountains of his hometown
Crowning all he ever loved
Ragged clothes and weary eyes
A beggar to the world
Hiding sword and scars to match
A life he never wished for
The royal hand had promised him
A share of plundered riches
And glory for the brave old soul
Who made their enemies bleed
Treaties signed and gifts exchanged
The rivalry has ended
The war machine has oiled the gears
Of industry and peace
And even though he's treading on
The path towards his home
The children in the garden
Are too young to be his own