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The Battle Bard

from The Ire of the Condemned by Battle Tales

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The Battle Bard

The Bard :
Never had I wished to enter the troops of the king
And see with my own eyes the horrors of the battlefield.

Never raised as a soldier but taught to tell the tales,
I was forced to serve in the army as a battle bard.

Now bound to witness the clash of swords
And the warriors ripping off their precious lives
On the verdant grass,

On a hill by the officers, my duty is to see it all,
And to tell the folk the bravery and the might,
The memory of these men who soon will

Fall and fall and fall again
Under the baneful bites of blades,
Perish for the authority of a king,
Protect the realm or gain the lands.

In the melee they will turn into beasts
At the sound of a song of grief.
On and on the flute will cry
Until the brave soldiers all have died.

At the sound of the horns,
As the waves on the shores,
Wall of shields against the spears
Surged into an infernal din.

At this very moment
I heard them yell in my head.
The thousand souls in the flute
Were again craving for revenge.

They will fall and fall again
Under the baneful bites of blades,
Perish for the authority of a king,
Protect the realm or gain the lands.

In the melee they will turn into beasts
At the sound of a song of grief.
On and on the flute will cry
Until the brave soldiers all have died.

Scorching and slashing my mind,
Haunting souls slipped from the wood,
Took control of my blood and bones,
Forcing me to play and stare.

Under my demented fingers
A maleficent sound spread,
Flowing in the battlefield
To the ears of fighting warriors.

Under my helpless sight,
Evil madness stroke the fight.
No more enemy nor friend,
Only flesh and death.
A pit of insanity where all humanity
Was nothing anymore but hate and gore.

They will fall and fall again
Under the baneful bites of blades,
Perish for the authority of a king,
Protect the realm or gain the lands.

In the melee they will turn into beasts
At the sound of a song of grief.
On and on the flute will cry
Until the brave soldiers all have died.

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from The Ire of the Condemned, released January 12, 2018

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Battle Tales is a young folk metal band from Switzerland. They are gathered to tell you grim and bloody tales in an epic and melodic way!

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