• Flash Of The Blade

     

    As a young boy chasing Dragons
    with your wooden sword so mighty,
    you're St. George or you're David and you always
    killed the beast
    Times change very quickly
    And you had to grow up early
    A house in smoking ruins and the bodies at your feet

    You'll die as you lived
    In a flash of the blade
    In corner forgotten away
    You lived for the touch
    For the feel of the steel
    One man, in his honour.

    The smell of resined leather
    The sticky iron mask
    As you cut and thrust and parried at the
    fencing master's call
    He taught you all he ever knew
    To fear no mortal man
    And now you'll reach your vengeance on the
    Screams of evil man.

    You'll die as you lived
    In a flash of the blade
    In corner forgotten away
    You lived for the touch
    For the feel of the steel
    One man, in his honour.

    You'll die as you lived
    In a flash of the blade
    In corner forgotten away
    You lived for the touch
    For the feel of the steel
    One man, in his honour.


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