March Of The Gore-stained Axe Tribe

This is the march of the Gore-Stained Axe Tribe Raise your axe, raise your shield, raise your Tusks high! We are the Warriors of the Gore-Stained Axe Tribe We fight to live or die - For the Tribe! For the Tribe! If we live, we live to fight another day. If we die then it's off to stay in the hall, in the hall, of the Ancestors Where their skulls line the walls! [Refrain1] I raise my Tusks to you, warriors of forgotten time Ancestors fallen in battle, for you I make the sign. [Chant] This is the march of the Gore-Stained Axe Tribe Raise your axe, raise your shield, raise your Tusks high! We are the Warriors of the Gore-Stained Axe Tribe We fight to live or die - For the Tribe! For the Tribe! If we live, we live to fight another day. If we die then it's off to stay in the hall, in the hall, of the Ancestors Where their skulls line the walls! [Refrain2] My spirit soars back through the mists of time. To Grendel standing on the hill. Beset on all sides by a sea of enemies. For him, We make the sign! [Story] It was In the Age of the Goat, Year of the Manticore Invaders came to rape and slave To steal our caves, their golden veins And gild their cities with this shame. Justified by their Book of Lies Foul alliance - Elves, Dwarves, and Men Dressed up their greed as noble deeds. Legends sang them heroes in end. The Agromegh, He stood his ground, with hand on axe he vowed His progeny, eternity to serve the Dragon's Ancient Ways He spoke the words He made the sign Dragon awoke and turned the battle tide With the lightning that slashed across the sky Blood, Screams and Gore - the Founding! [Chant] This is the march of the Gore-Stained Axe Tribe Raise your axe, raise your shield, raise your Tusks high! We are the Warriors of the Gore-Stained Axe Tribe We fight to live or die - For the Tribe! For the Tribe! If we live, we live to fight another day. If we die then it's off to stay in the hall, in the hall, of the Ancestors Where their skulls line the walls! [Outro] This is the march of the Gore-Stained Axe Tribe Raise your axe, raise your shield, raise your Tusks high! This is the march of the Gore-Stained Axe Tribe Raise your axe, raise your shield, raise your Tusks high! We are the Warriors of the Gore-Stained Axe Tribe We fight to live or die - For the Tribe! For the Tribe! We are the Warriors of the Gore-Stained Axe Tribe We fight to live or die - For the Tribe! For the Tribe!