For Honour and Land

So I once rode

With sword and shield

The path of my fate

Destiny

Upwards the rock of eternity

With a countenance

Stiff from pain

The summit seems far

Yet is it

No severe ride

The weaker I get, the louder my end麓s

Shouts grow

The brave nag trotting

Leads me

Of this life, but

Where then to?

The blood we let, makes our path

Divine