Non Serviam - Crimfall

Dawn retreat as skyline comes alive

Upon this field not hundred yards wide

None can be spared, revenge they will swear

Swarming in thousands reeking despair

Countless wars none worth elegies

Triumphs fade to breeze

Sword of yours claiming your demands

Treaty will wash the blood from your hands

So be it for vengeance, be it for land

Your cause will hate consecrate

Countless lords none worth serving

Faith for the long dead king

Will you wield your vice

And shape it as virtue

For life to entice

«In peace, sons bury their fathers

In war, fathers bury their sons»

So respect no blood, witness no birth

Ties to the flesh have none

Bow to no god, buried by world

Be done and be gone

Countless paths none worth journey

Until your trail ends to sea