At home I heard the rumors of war
but on those matters I thought nothing more
Until the day when I was called to the fight
To brave the trials of both day and night.
To fight for king, country, pride,
a gleaming blade placed at my side.
I will defend – my home
I was leaving with honor and heart held high
for my days of glory were coming nigh
till my wife waved me off, tears in her eyes
I could not ignore my child's hungry cries.
To fight for king, country, pride,
a gleaming blade, I hold by my side.
I will defend – my love
My days at war began to grow long
but still no battle songs had I sung
I began to grow weary of marching each day
wishing I was back in my home by the bay
To fight for king, country, pride,
a gleaming blade, unwelcome beside,
I will defend – my joy
I planned on leaving, deserting the group
I packed my things, leaving my troop
but signs of true battle began to show
and into the fight, I chose to go
To fight for king, country, pride,
a gleaming blade flashed out from my side
I will defend – my friends
The snow was crimson with the blood of our dead.
The earth did drink on that which was shed.
My deeds had been wrought, my works were done,
My life was fading with the setting sun.
To die for king, country, pride,
a gleaming blade, red at my side
I will defend – my honor
With my dying breaths I wrote a note
to be delivered and give my family hope.
For I would die for that which was right:
I had returned, and joined the fight.
To live for king, country, pride,
thoughts of my family, resting inside
I will defend
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