War of Tyrants Part 8 Rejoice

Bright sons and daughters of war Rejoice for you are now the bringers of light Vanishing the darkness Now take life by the hand Tie the threads of a new upbringing To be in cold, desolated in the nature of evile Now we can scream from are vocals of joy We have escaped the void The chosen few stood against many Escaping the deepest of fear Illuminating the heart Once remembering are eyes written in torment But we will forever have are wounds of emptiness We had to face the scorn, believing in are useless tears Tired of the fight, falling into the nightmares and shadows We shall remember the fallen Are brothers and sisters of the battlegrounds Those who kept their heads held high Their honor goes far beyond death For they shall be revered forever in time