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Curse At The Sky
A black mass crawls along a faraway landscape.
A serpent of soldiers brings a battle with no escape.
A call to arms, as war drums thunder.
Beneath our feet, the ground cracks asunder.
Nodding faint smiles to our weeping wives.
And for our daughters, long hugs of goodbye.
We may perish,
Oh, but we don’t care.
In battle we trust,
Our purpose laid bare.
Beyond a placid valley, their war cries are heard.
Tighten our leather guards, none waste a word.
We fight for Alesia, behind shields of metal.
Men forged of fury, and Hell of no equal.
Nodding faint smiles to our weeping wives.
And for our daughters, long hugs of goodbye.
We leave behind our farms to face Roman lore.
Hunger for victory, yearn to be immortal.
And we will perish,
Oh, but we don’t care.
In battle we trust,
Our glory laid bare.
The flames of fear, war-dance in the night.
Begin our reckoning, to bring forth the fight.
Fight for our warrior king, reap what we sow.
Choke on the smoke, along the valley low.
Armor of thousands flashing in the flame's glow.
Pledge to our warrior king, reap what we sow.
Now run with your brothers, lift your sword up high.
Run towards the darkened hills, curse at the sky!
Armor of thousands flashing in the flame's glow.
Pledge to our warrior king, reap what we sow.
Now run with your brothers, lift your sword up high.
Run to the hills, curse at the sky!
Our boots splash red mist, with every charge.
It’s cool and thick, and chills our dead hearts.
Now run with your brothers, lift your sword up high.
Run through the valley, and curse at the sky.
We will perish,
And we don't care
In battle we've trusted our lives,
Our glory laid bare
And so we perish,
Oh, but we don’t care.
In battle we trust,
Our bodies laid bare.
Curse at the sky!
2023 Alfred C. Martino, Luke Smith
Registered with BMI
#curseatthesky #alfredcmartino #songlyrics #songs #lyrics
A black mass crawls along a faraway landscape.
A serpent of soldiers brings a battle with no escape.
A call to arms, as war drums thunder.
Beneath our feet, the ground cracks asunder.
Nodding faint smiles to our weeping wives.
And for our daughters, long hugs of goodbye.
We may perish,
Oh, but we don’t care.
In battle we trust,
Our purpose laid bare.
Beyond a placid valley, their war cries are heard.
Tighten our leather guards, none waste a word.
We fight for Alesia, behind shields of metal.
Men forged of fury, and Hell of no equal.
Nodding faint smiles to our weeping wives.
And for our daughters, long hugs of goodbye.
We leave behind our farms to face Roman lore.
Hunger for victory, yearn to be immortal.
And we will perish,
Oh, but we don’t care.
In battle we trust,
Our glory laid bare.
The flames of fear, war-dance in the night.
Begin our reckoning, to bring forth the fight.
Fight for our warrior king, reap what we sow.
Choke on the smoke, along the valley low.
Armor of thousands flashing in the flame's glow.
Pledge to our warrior king, reap what we sow.
Now run with your brothers, lift your sword up high.
Run towards the darkened hills, curse at the sky!
Armor of thousands flashing in the flame's glow.
Pledge to our warrior king, reap what we sow.
Now run with your brothers, lift your sword up high.
Run to the hills, curse at the sky!
Our boots splash red mist, with every charge.
It’s cool and thick, and chills our dead hearts.
Now run with your brothers, lift your sword up high.
Run through the valley, and curse at the sky.
We will perish,
And we don't care
In battle we've trusted our lives,
Our glory laid bare
And so we perish,
Oh, but we don’t care.
In battle we trust,
Our bodies laid bare.
Curse at the sky!
2023 Alfred C. Martino, Luke Smith
Registered with BMI
#curseatthesky #alfredcmartino #songlyrics #songs #lyrics