Under The Sword

They burst through the gates With swords in hand they made their way Cross the hall of the high lord. As long as that man lives Peace will never propagate Between me and my brothers here So yield yourself to your fate! The king stood still in the back, Grey in face and without will Not knowing wrong from right. You have brought shame and disgrace To soil your fathers' name And heaven will not easily Forget the game you've played. The limbs of the lord was chained, He was bound to a horse then they rode away Through a cold winter storm. Travelling night and day Through a kingdom of snow And finally arriving at The castle of his foes. He was shackled to the wall, In the tower high above the ground He was kept like a common thief. And meanwhile the brothers three Feasted into the night And toasted time after time Until the morning light. He was sentenced to death by the blade. In the name of high treason He died under the sword. We have harvested the crops Of the evil seed That grew between you and me But now united we'll lead! --- Under the Sword - Falconer