"Blood and Honor"

Whispers of the wind…

Echoes of the fallen…

In every breath — I remember.

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Born where the fire meets stone,

Under skies where eagles roam.

My name was carved in storms and steel,

A child of fate, forged to feel.

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I fight not for glory,

But for the ones I’ve lost.

Their voices guide me home,

Through shadow, flame, and frost.

With blood and honor bound,

I’ll rise though I am torn —

A warrior reborn.

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The earth beneath remembers all,

The blood, the cries, the warrior’s call.

Each scar a tale, each tear a vow,

To stand — and never bow.

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Ohhh… ohhhh…

(Drums, Violin Solo, Tribal Chant)

We are the sons of thunder —

The daughters of storm…

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I fight not for glory,

But for the ones I’ve lost.

Their voices guide me home,

Through shadow, flame, and frost.

With blood and honor bound,

I’ll rise though I am torn —

A warrior reborn.

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When silence falls like snow again,

And peace begins where war did end —

Remember me…

As more than just the sword.