The Battle from Romantik I by Bergfried

The tried to warn me to not give in
To not believe the lies the feed us everyday

But now I'm gazing across the hill
As far as my eyes can see thousands followed me

I know already that most of them
Will not survive this battle we drifted into

Sooner or later they'll realize
No one will sing their songs and tell us how they died

And I hear their desperate screams
As they return towards the soil
That nourished each and every single one of those lost souls
Is there nothing we can do to free ourselves from pain
Without giving up our pride?

I gaze upon you in the battle heart
I have to take your life to safe the world tonight

And as we're fighting, I'm drowning in your eyes
This is our destiny and death is the lover's prize

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