Testo War Cry

Born into a world of hate and conflict
Greed and envy consume all
Allied with the dark, possessed by the cold
Waiting, watching for the end

A battle must ensue, from this calling
I'll give myself to heal you all
Amongst these killing fields, frigid winds blow Listen to the cries of sorrow and pain

I close my eyes and take a breath
To prepare for death
The warrior cries, tears of sorrow
My life has passed