Last One to Fall - Grand Magus

Facing the enemy fear and insanity

Fight with your back to the wall

Horses are falling no quarter is given

Ravens will feast on them all

Gather your strength and ride through the storm

No one will catch you alive

It weather of blades and as twilight sets in

This is the final goodbye

Marching on —

You’ll be the last one to fall

Marching on —

You’ll be the last one to fall

Bereft of all dignity, pain and depravity

No one will live through this day

The sound of the suffering left as an offering

Souls sent to Valhalla’s gates

You stand in the rain as you fought through it all

Tomorrow will never appear

Embracing your fate as the dusk closes in

Blood is the prize of the brave

Marching on —

You’ll be the last one to fall

Marching on —

You’ll be the last one to fall

Bereft of all dignity

Blood is the prize of the brave

No one will live through this day

Souls sent to Valhalla’s gates

Ride through the storm

Song of the sword

You’ll be marching on

You’ll be the last one to fall

Marching on —

You’ll be the last one to fall