| Lyrics: | As a young boy chasing Dragons
with your wooden sword so mighty.
You're St. George or
you're David and you always
killed the beast.
Times change very quickly,
And you had
to grow up early,
A house in smoking ruins and the bodies
at your feet.
You'll
die as you lived
In the flash of a blade,
In a corner forgotten by no-one.
You lived
for the touch
For the feel of the steel,
One man, and his Honour.
The smell of
resined leather
The steely iron mask
As you cut and thrust and parried at
the
fencing master's call.
He taught you all he never knew
To fear no mortal
man
And now you'll wreak your vengeance in the
Screams of evil men.
You'll die
as you lived
In the flash of a blade,
In a corner forgotten by no-one.
You lived for
the touch
For the feel of the steel,
One man, and his Honour.
You'll die as you
lived
In the flash of a blade,
In a corner forgotten by no-one.
You lived for the
touch
For the feel of the steel,
One man, and his Honour |
