Celer Et Audax

For our brother:
There's a place in our hearts
Where you recide with honour
You lived as you died a fighter

Never taking for granted your sacrifice
Bearing the burden of martyrs

(Dor-neem)
A soldier with no purpose
Hands of war push but will deny
Respite in the peaceful times

Create and then they deny any hope of a normal life

Because Some of us
Need a purpose to fight for
Otherwise we fight with ourselves
Maybe it's just human nature
To claw Until the grave

Until the grave

Let his honour be in etched in stone
Forever on our lips, our minds, in our hearts

So do not follow in the footsteps of heroes, seek what they sought

Betrayed by his own skill
He became a relic
In the peaceful times
When there were no more monsters to kill

But one survived,
It set its treacherous claws in deep,
One more battle to be won
Never forgive them
His hunt begins anew
His journey must be seen through
His eyes roll to the back of his head
In the darkness lies a daemon

(Dor-neem)
A soldier with no purpose
Hands of war push but will deny
Respite in the peaceful times

Create and then they deny any hope of a normal life
Until the grave

Until the grave

Never forgotten
Farewell Dear Warrior
Farewell
So fare thee well Brave Warrior