Soldiers' Fortune (Liege Lord)

In vain it's come down, the sin of selfish gain It's dropped a binding sheet of action to the brain With untamed violence, we move for powers lair Black magic's practice full in spirit and in prayer I see this going down, four corners of this world I'm gonna end it all, towards glory I'll be hurled I'll burn the evil and the crown it wears A fire bright to cleanse the fear it bears And in return the only price I ask is clear A eulogy for all the battles I will bear I'll face terror of war being penned And swing a mighty sword of world without end And when the evil laughs at battle with it's might The words I speak will drown their courage and their flight I've taken to the flight of glory I'll turn new pages of your story The power of my passions bright Evil bows done to one's tremendous height I'm marching out, the leader in command I have the men behind to corners of the land Infesting world crime, inflicting without care Carved in my arms the victories I wear I'll burn the evil and the crown it wears A fire bright to cleanse the fear it bears And in return the only price I ask is clear A eulogy for all the battles I will bear I've gained the eulogy forever more A prize of battle and the reign endured