Testo Bring Honour

And now what's done is done,
are we satisfied?
Have you quenched your thirst for blood,
with what was sacrificed?
You turned your backs, not me.
My life is my life.
It shall remain.
Never asked anything from you, this war will end with me.
Build your army to win your war

You think I would forgive?
You think I could forget?
We'll come to spill blood.
It's your first mistake,
And your last regret.

Take cover.

Bring honour or walk away.
Spill new blood to those who say
turn your backs.
A break in trust. I ascend to such great heights