A Call to Arms

Your Majesty, if you please dismiss your extraordinary guards
The Cavaliers and others of that quality
Who seem to have little interest or affection to the public good
Their language speaking nothing but division and war

Despised by their allegiance to march
As weapons for their king
They leave him behind in the trail
Of blood all in green

Charged in awe and rage
With fury in our eyes
Splash, splash they collide
By the men of the throne

Scour the heights
Into the battle we ride
Night, side by side
Under the sky we will fight

Next to the royal palaces
We roar, sound our swords to ride
The sound of glittering steel
The thumping flesh of bone

See the warriors in stride
Run up out of the sea
Blazing armour and throne
Our armies marching on

Scour the heights
Into the battle we ride
Night, side by side
Under the sky we will fight

Borders were knocked into
Torn by water
But each tried to get the stone
The king turned never quitter

Bite after bite
We spilled the blood in his name
Never asking why
Or what could we have claimed

Scour the heights
Into the battle we ride
Night, side by side
Under the sky we will fight

The killing of gods
We are the power
Of blood and breath
Rising up from the ground