Adorned Brood - For honour and land
So I once rodewith sword and shieldthe path of my fatedestinyupwards the rock of eternitywith a countenancestiff from painthe summit seems faryet is itno severe rideThe weaker I get, the louder my end?sshouts growThe brave nag trottingleads meof this life, butwhere then to?The blood we let, makes our pathdivine