Many battles

Verse 1:

The only thing to be known

Is what is written in stone

Carved by hands of the dead

To have their legacies told

Stories of the past

Fortune favors the bold

War horn battles and vast

Armies fought for the throne

Riches plundered at last

Cities razed to bare bones

All marching forward

No moral compass to show

Chorus:

How many battles now

Our hands stained in red

How many battles now

The counting never ends

How many battles now

Following a blood thirst trend

How many more battles, till it ends

Verse 2:

Are we demons or saints

Angels, spirits or ghosts

When our time comes

How will we ever know

when we die where do we go

When we die will we be known

Coated in blood

Of friends and foes

Whispers of the dead

Echo as we go

Let them rest in peace

Sleeping 6ft below

Chorus:

How many battles now

Our hands stained in red

How many battles now

The counting never ends

How many battles now

Following a blood thirst trend

How many more battles, till it ends

Last chours:

How many battles now

My clothes are soaked in red

How many battles now

Iv’e counted ten to ten

How many battles now

Tripping over bones of the dead

How many more battles till I'm dead