The Soldier's Song lyrics

Through the clouds of fallen ash, a lonely mother's cry

Among the fields of broken glass, the loyal few will rise

(Faith now regained)

Finding strength within the void of raging fire ignites

A spark of ever-burning power and conviction to fight

(Pride be your name)

They will spit upon the honor that you guard with your life

And run to hide in selfish fear when threat of death is in sight

(Lay down your shame)

Armed with resistance and blind to the cost

They say your purpose is mindless and lost

But we don't adhere to the slander they spill

We mourn with your losses and stand by your will

These tears we spill, they haunt us still

The cries of the weak lie quiet in sleep beneath our feet

These tears we spill, they haunt us still

The cries of the weak lie quiet in sleep beneath our feet

We are the sons of holy wrath, a shining light in the dark

The ones who walk amongst despair, no sign of fear in our hearts

(Stand in death's way)

Shut out the voice of mindlessness, open your eyes to the truth

Believe the words that stand the test and not the slurs of the youth

(You're not what they say)

Armed with resistance and blind to the cost

They say your purpose is mindless and lost

But we don't adhere to the slander they spill

We mourn with your losses and stand by your will

These tears we spill, they haunt us still

The cries of the weak lie quiet in sleep beneath our feet

These tears we spill, they haunt us still

The cries of the weak lie quiet in sleep beneath our feet

Turn over the tables and watch them run

You'll be the weapon they can't outgun

Turn over the tables and watch them run

You'll be the weapon they can't outgun

These tears we spill, they haunt us still

The cries of the weak lie quiet in sleep beneath our feet

These tears we spill, they haunt us still

The cries of the weak lie quiet in sleep beneath our feet

These tears we spill, they haunt us still

The cries of the weak lie quiet in sleep beneath our feet

These tears we spill, they haunt us still

The cries of the weak lie quiet in sleep beneath our feet

• Artist:Demon Hunter
• Album:The Triptych (2005)