Today We Sing of Swords

Today we sing of swords
We say the words we think.
Tonight we'll write our words
With swords instead of ink!

Today we go into battle
Like cattle to a knife;
Tonight we'll die like cattle
A battle for the king's life!

Our stories will be told
Like old lengends of great kings;
Our laments won't grow old
There won't remain untold things

And although warriors will fall
All as heroes, brave;
And even if that's all
Then we shall fall onto our grave

Today we have no fear
Even near death and pain;
Tonight the enemy'll be near
Our blood and fear will be washed by the rain!