Last Man of Honour

I witness the end of the old ways I face the dawn of the modern age My fathers cry beyond the grave My culture dies I feel their rage On the grim altar of progress All I held dear is turned to dust The meaning of honour to be lost Corruption is king and bow we must Bow we must Battle no longer a matter of honour War has become a faceless industry Heritage no longer has any value There is no more use for chivalry Yet I shall not bow, I shall fight For all that I believe to be right I gather men who still are true To the lofty world once we knew Once we knew (chorus) Last man of honour, standing with pride Strong and defiant, steel by my side My cause may be hopeless and though I shall fall I die with honour, gallant and tall Polish my blade and saddle my steed One more time into battle I ride The new order shall face my wrath For our blood, our honour, our pride I meet the enemy of the field of woe Long I stand against a stronger foe Until at last my blade is shattered And I must fall, torn and battered Torn and battered (chorus)

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025