[00:00.000] 作词 : Jesse Terres
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Jesse Terres
[00:07.283]Tonight we fight the fire in our eyes
[00:11.080]There is no break from endless war, we cannot rest tonight
[00:14.862]The siege tower will guide us into battle
[00:18.674]Commission armor from the blacksmith for the horse I straddle
[00:22.720]I salute the castle high up on the hill
[00:26.439]I pray for my family as I go in for the kill
[00:30.502]My sharpened battle axe
[00:32.471]Artillery prepped to attack
[00:34.439]Trebuchet loaded and pulled back
[00:36.220]Siege tower approaching, sky goes black
[00:38.564]Inch by inch, inch by inch
[00:42.439]The siege tower crawls across the battlefield
[01:08.813]Battlements, arrow slit
[01:11.030]Razor-sharpened arrow tip
[01:13.373]Well equipped with gauntlets gripped
[01:14.609]The sword I throw, your throat is slit
[01:16.536]Armor shines bright as day
[01:18.450]Built of stone, you're built of clay
[01:20.405]Weaponry an array
[01:22.325]Take your pick, they're built to slay
[01:24.149]Skull is crushed, turned to dust
[01:26.321]Throats been cut, thrown into mud
[01:27.790]Blunt force trauma, you've been clubbed
[01:29.791]Crying out for those you loved
[01:32.010]Cannon fodder, hopelessness
[01:33.931]Breastplate punctured openness
[01:35.743]Thousand soldiers motionless
[01:37.681]Slaughtered them emotionless

作词 : Jesse Terres
作曲 : Jesse Terres
Tonight we fight the fire in our eyes
There is no break from endless war, we cannot rest tonight
The siege tower will guide us into battle
Commission armor from the blacksmith for the horse I straddle
I salute the castle high up on the hill
I pray for my family as I go in for the kill
My sharpened battle axe
Artillery prepped to attack
Trebuchet loaded and pulled back
Siege tower approaching, sky goes black
Inch by inch, inch by inch
The siege tower crawls across the battlefield
Battlements, arrow slit
Razor-sharpened arrow tip
Well equipped with gauntlets gripped
The sword I throw, your throat is slit
Armor shines bright as day
Built of stone, you're built of clay
Weaponry an array
Take your pick, they're built to slay
Skull is crushed, turned to dust
Throats been cut, thrown into mud
Blunt force trauma, you've been clubbed
Crying out for those you loved
Cannon fodder, hopelessness
Breastplate punctured openness
Thousand soldiers motionless
Slaughtered them emotionless