Battle Weary by Conqueror's Mourn

Battle is Hell. What awaits you after defeat?

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Five hymns detailing five pitiful missteps leading to a shameful defeat.

In the time before death, every voice sounds the same

Every agonized breath, every choked cry of pain

Brought on by the flashes of menacing light

Or the whispers on winds that accompany night,

To die from a spell is no great source of pride

but sometimes the shame of just being alive

Is too great for your battle drunk mind to withstand -

So when death reaches for you, you smile at its hand