[Verse 1]
There was silence when Angmar hit the dirt,
No more fire in his eyes, no more hunger, no hurt.
Just a dragon’s king brought low in the ash and the smoke,
And the whole damn field held its breath when the silence broke.
Dust rose high like a shroud over steel,
Then the spell of his terror… it finally would peel.
Smallwater held—every soul on the line,
But you can only stand still when you know it’s your time.
[Pre-Chorus]
So the gates came open with a thunder and a scream,
And they poured from the walls like a breaking dream—
[Chorus]
We don’t run, we don’t break, we don’t kneel in the dust,
When the world comes undone, you can either stand… or rust.
Steel in our hands, and a fire in our bones,
We ride through the dark, we don’t fight alone—
No, we don’t fight alone.
[Verse 2]
Andrew with Drake’s Bane cutting through the night,
Bluecoats at his back and they’re hungry for the fight.
Hot knife through iron, through bone, through fear,
Every step forward costs blood—but they’re still right here.
Amanda moves like a flame through the gray,
Pulling shattered lines back into the fray.
“Stand with me!” she calls through the smoke and the roar,
And where they were breaking—they’re standing once more.
[Pre-Chorus]
Out on the edge where the broken ones bleed,
She turns the lost into the force they need—
[Chorus]
We don’t run, we don’t break, we don’t kneel in the dust,
When the world comes undone, you can either stand… or rust.
Steel in our hands, and a fire in our bones,
We ride through the dark, we don’t fight alone—
No, we don’t fight alone.
[Verse 3]
Mark and Richard—back to back in the flame,
Twin shadows dancing but they answer to one name.
Every strike like thunder, every step like a storm,
You don’t face the twins—you get buried in the swarm.
And David at the cannons sends hell from the sky,
Each shot sings a hymn as it tears through the lines.
Smoke in the air and the ground starts to quake,
Every blast is a promise they’re about to break.
[Bridge]
Then the horns cry out from behind the horde—
A sound like judgment, a two-edged sword.
Blue cloaks turn in the enemy ranks,
And the traitors become the ones who flank—
Now the hunter’s trapped in a circle of flame,
Front and back—there’s no more game.
The war breaks open, the line runs thin,
And the fear they brought is the fear within—
[Final Chorus]
We don’t run, we don’t break, we don’t kneel in the dust,
When the world comes undone, you can either stand… or rust.
From the wall to the field, let the whole world see,
When Smallwater calls—we ride free!
Steel in our hands, and a fire in our bones,
We ride through the dark, we don’t fight alone—
No, we don’t fight alone.
[Outro]
And the horde… they turned and fled,
With the thunder behind and the fire ahead…
Angmar’s fall was the breaking of night—
And Smallwater… was born in the fight.
ElCeviche
