Glass Spitter - Youth Code

Nervous natured amidst the swallows of glass

Mere mention of this portal-

A fear named «never meant to pass»

March forth, into the pain

Beyond the comatose estate

March forth, into the black-

Fear nothing within your wake

We fight, we fight-

Ever onward lunging stabs into the night

We fight, we fight

Carving chaos with our might

We fight, we fight-

Ever onward lunging stabs into the night

We fight, we fight

Carving chaos with our might

Trade your name for a tombstone in the sand

Should you falter from victory’s uphold

Rise higher beyond the graveyard’s gripping hand

The warmth of conquer blankets you against the fold

We fight, we fight-

Ever onward lunging stabs into the night

We fight, we fight

Carving chaos with our might