Under The Grey Banner Lyrics

["A hundred years had passed. Man would face man, and
with the vast armies of the mad King, the dwarves and
elves faced certain destruction. Even though weighed
down by the tremendous task at hand, the leaders of the
free peoples inspired hope and courage among their
ranks. Ilmarion spoke proudly of honour and sacrifice
to mounted knights, Duviel the Elven Queen gathered the
elven archers to her in great lines and Grimmdane
Skullcleaver, the foremost warrior and general of the
dwarven race commanded more than twenty perfectly
squared cohorts of armoured dwarves. Their banners
waved proudly in the air, though the Islander could
easily count five times that number in grey banners.
And so this day their doom would come."]

Facing the northwinds
On high ground we stand
In the air a thousand banners
Flying the honour
Of peoples joined in bitter strife

Darkened green for the wood-elves
Crimson red for dwarven lords
Deep azure blue for men with the hearts to defy

Brass horns are sounding
we drink our last ale
filled with cold determination
praising the ancients
as dark lines spill out on the plains

See the view stretched before me
It's familiar somehow
Why am I here?
Why was I sent to this trial?

["The mounted knights of free men long fought on the
flanks of the King's army, greatly decimating the dark
one's numbers. The dwarven bersekers charged towards
the forest of grey banners, as they had once stormed
the orcish hordes, while covered by millions of elven
arrows. After one full day of battle, both armies were
brought down to a quarter of their initial strength,
and as the army of twisted men were nearly routed came the final and ultimate sign of the King's treachery. On
the horizon there was now a sight not seen by men for a
hundred years; a great dark and twisted army of orcs,
goblins and netherkind, brought there by an unholy
covenant with he who was once their destroyer. Led by
the terrible warsong of Gargoth the Orcish Lord, the
black lines engulfed both armies with intent of utter
annihilation."

"Fueled by cries and scent of slaughter, fall before
the orcish march! Now our armies will rend flesh from
bone.
Throne of bones, its lord has spoken, foul beasts take
all that remain.
Now my children we shall drink their blood!"

"With all hope nearly gone and facing complete
destruction, the Islander were forced to seek out and
challenge his brother, the fallen King of the West and
menace of Westmar. into single combat"]

You think you can stand before me? You are mistaken!
No! I'm filled with the wrath of a god,
ignited by a righteous flame!

See how you're burning with zeal, and yet so unknowing!
Die! I make you pay for your crimes, red, the grey
banner dyed!

With steel I will redeem
For I know what I've seen in my dreams
One brother has to find his demise

Fool! Can't you see
that you were sent to perish before me?

See the blackness for my eyes
How can this be,
Were the scriptures all lies?
Oh bewildered horizon...

What? What is this? Who is this girl, who dares to
strike me?
Take my life for another's
Now fall! As he has recovered...

So we are free
Wake from a dream
Glorious deed
But she's lost unto me
See, all will rise
From lands to the sea
But forever she'll live on in my memory

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