1. Last Man Of Honour

I witness the end of the old ways
I face the dawn of the modern age
My fathers cry beyond the grave
My culture dies I feel their rage

On the grim altar of progress
All I held dear is turned to dust
The meaning of honour to be lost
Corruption is king and bow we must
Bow we must

Battle no longer a matter of honour
War has become a faceless industry
Heritage no longer has any value
There is no more use for chivalry

Yet I shall not bow, I shall fight
For all that I believe to be right
I gather men who still are true
To the lofty world once we knew
Once we knew

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Last man of honour, standing with pride
Strong and defiant, steel by my side
My cause may be hopeless and though I shall fall
I die with honour, gallant and tall

Polish my blade and saddle my steed
One more time into battle I ride
The new order shall face my wrath
For our blood, our honour, our pride

I meet the enemy of the field of woe
Long I stand against a stronger foe
Until at last my blade is shattered
And I must fall, torn and battered
Torn and battered

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