As the honest ones go forth
And the brave step unto the plain
No hesitance exists
No fear will be displayed
The warriors'll fight for the good of all
Freedom for the realm
And hast strength over yon land
The ravens hear our tune
"Be true to yourself, and stand strong and tall
For we are the Order of the Bleeding Heart
Fight as one
Fight with wisdom
Fight for all"
Deep along the path appears a monk,
Heavily draped with a hood.
His sinister chants echo into the night
As do the howls of the wolves.
An honest knight emerges from the flames
A bolt of lightning strikes
"Douse the torches!" a call from the dark
The Path of the Dead is approaching
"Be true to yourself, and stand strong and tall
For we are the Order of the Bleeding Heart
Fight as one
Fight with wisdom
Fight for all"
And in their darkest hour they will fear death...
But this fear will give them strength,
To fight the minions of ages.
The flame of life and hope will burn!
Echos through the forest will call
For a legion of trust and of valour
To fight in the harshest of winds
To tread through the deepest snow and ravage the script of misery
Our steel shall tear through the flesh of vile and immorality
To hack and dismember our foes, and torture their souls
Blood will splatter on the ground
A war-axe will act as our tongues
And shred through the gizzards and bones of this putrid filth
A sharpened broadsword and a barbarian's axe
Will rip like the teeth of a bear
Destructive powers pummel liars and deceit
And feeds our pride
Scars of destruction
Fear condemnation
Calls of advancement
Tales of a gory end
Spears and bows will shoot arrows towards the hordes of evil minions
These strong-willed men of our powerful land
Will lead us to a bloody victory
The Age of Blood has carried through the land
For years a many now
An old man who stands upon the mountainside
Has seen reprisal come
For the honest Order of the Bleeding Heart
Shall welcome the new age
To live a prophecy
And be proud to the name
"Be true to yourself, and stand strong and tall
For we are the Order of the Bleeding Heart
Fight as one
Fight with wisdom
Fight for all"
A journey through the valleys
An aura of bliss
All wretchedness behind us
The river is flowing gently
Drifting all woes away
Clean crisp air caresses thou skin
It collects the greying day
And traps thou soul
Shady oaks and morning dew
Yon troubles far, far away.