Verse 1-
My legacy is stated by the stature of my sword
It's always at the ready and well it serves its lord
When aroused to combat then the wise shall know: Beware!
My strength is great, my blade is long, will run deeper if you care
-Chorus-
Prepared for combat, an instinctual need
My blade at the ready, hand on the sheath
When I attack I am not alone
A million stand behind me. Lads, we’ll soon be going home
Sergeant-At-Arms
-Verse 2-
My longbow is a fearsome thing, never shall it miss its mark
Surely you’ll remember the day I go hunting in the dark
My specialty is headshots, now, so open up your eyes
For the delivery as I let my messenger fly
-Chorus-
-Bridge-
My sword guides my way. You won’t run away
You’ll go down and be run aground
And my sword's tip in you shall dip
You’re a trembling mass, seen your maker at last
-Verse 3-
Ready yourself, sly predator, for I liken you to prey
My halberd boast a mighty range
It’s cleaver-like swing attack and massive iron head
May split thee in two and leave thee asking how deep the blade is fed
