Bellator - The Craft of Heroism

Deep in the forest,
the solid woods do tremble
The earth shakes by the sound of his chant
A vision of grandeur,
a sight of strength and justice
Haunting the dead, warning the living
Pain is an illusion of the senses
Despair is an illusion of the weak mind
Now you're a warrior, raise the flag - united !
Never turn your back for cowardice equals crime

Now life is a prison,
a cage that weighs upon him
There lies his duty, a work without redemption

"Now set them free,
your sword's the key you're holding
Then you yourself shall once be released"

Every single man is
a spark in the darkness
By Time he is noticed
and then gone forever
Enough of this talking
As I storm towards you