Blood by Birth

Drops of water on my face, from my hands,
Dribble, dribble, drop and drip off, roll down
To my shoulders and my neck
Beside riverbed, at the riverbank
I sit in rays of morning sun
Observe construction before my eyes
Of houses, towers and walls so bright…

[Music depicts the invasion of demons through the southern borders of the  Ancient Realm and the human army assembling again to battle the demons – with our hero in its rows]

By the name of God dash to the fight!

Rows of black shields figure in the smoke
Hundreds of spears march off from the black fog
Colossal demons pound among them
Quake and vibrate igniting land

We charge black lines from the rear
Whilst our troopers hold their spears
I find myself behind the giant demon
Crushing skulls, busting bones
Riving flesh, splashing blood
I thrust my sword into
The blackest paunch

[Music pictures the continuation of battle with human army suffering numerous losses but slowly prevailing in the fight]

So much blood is spilled
So many lives are cut down
On the battlefield