From dust we are born
To fight for the light
Into chaotic battles of the past
With darkness descending do we rise
Time running against us
Fueling the madness
As our final moments slip through
Closed eyes searching inward for answers
Backstabbed in the night by red eyes
One by one we fall to this corruption
Martyrs by deed and thoughts
Defenders through the dark times
The last of us called to action
With the fires roaring behind the lines
We push through earning our wings
And with our last breath given
To ashes we will depart