Hurlement The Song Of Steel
Hear the song, hear the story
Of the blood-shedding symphony
Death conducts to the melody
Of a swordmaster's destiny
Every axe is a harp, every sword is a violin
Under her puppeteering lead
Keep your blade ever sharp and your arm true to join in
The choir of epic deeds
And dance a dance with death
To the sweet song of blade on blade
Sword on sword
Dance to the song of steel
Steel whispers raised by the wind
Through the leaves of the hangman's tree
Carrion birds, a ballet of wings
To the smile in the deadman's glee
Hailed by the cackling throng of the high-hanging lord
I pledge to the chevalerie
I shall live by the song till I die by the sword
Gods I swear it on bended knee
And dance a dance with death
To the sweet song of blade on blade
Sword on sword
Dance to the song of steel
In bliss or sorrow
The kiss of the blade
I swear to follow
This prayer to the dead
The song will echo
As long as I stand
I swear down on bended knee
