Warriors and Saints lyrics

No agreements, or common grounds

Just fallen empires, with broken crowns

The streets are vacant, no life to be found.

But what's the point to rule, when there's no one left around?

The tyranny of freedom, the choices all at hand

Are left to be decided by the wealthy and the grand

This reign of evil must soon be taken down

Justice soon will be done

All forsaken must believe

Warriors and saints defending honor

Fighting for the equity of man

These warriors I follow with a blind faith

Deep into the trenches of the final battle

Risen from the ashes, a man of mortal soul

Has taken it upon himself to defend the young and old

Their cries for guidance will not be overheard

Warriors and saints defending honor

Fighting for the equity of man

These warriors I follow with a blind faith

Deep into the trenches of the final battle