Who deserves greatness deserves their hate,
For they are no surer than the hailstone in the sun
Where he should find them brave,
Where he should find them lions
He finds them hares for like hares they run
What darker light could one soul bring,
Why should his pride have no single stain?
The last of his kind, no witness to his grief,
Their words are empty, a soldier's life being brief
Now here's the truth of it,
The oath, it is broken,
All allegiances,
Even promises unspoken will die broken
Within him
These souls of geese bare the shapes of men
They leave the fold and make his wars on land
To peck the eagles they brought in the crows,
Has Rome ever known the value of her own
What darker light could one soul bring,
Why should his pride have no single stain?
The last of his kind, no witness to his grief,
Their words are empty, a soldier's life being brief
Now here's the truth of it,
The oath, it is broken,
All allegiances,
Even promises unspoken will die broken
Within him
For your voices I have fought
Watched for your voices
For your voices heal wounds
Battles won for your voices