Spirits Rising

In forgotten battlefields fallen soldiers lie The honor of the legion dead, their glory long gone by But in the fields with soldiers dead, the souls there still remain Left to forever wander and seek their rest in vain Rise Ascend, specters of old The apparitions now patrol, the living they forsake They show no signs of mercy, they leave none in their wake The fields now they forever haunt The ghosts there never knew détente Rise Ascend, specters of old Once great heroes turned apparitions Now finishing forgotten missions Rise Ascend, specters of old