Dan Bull, Genesis Elijah, Duane Jackson - Battle Rap lyrics
Daniel “Dan” Bull
[Dan Bull, Genesis Elijah, Duane Jackson - Battle Rap lyrics]
A mighty empire has risen and thus must fall
In it's shadow
Rival kingdoms battle for the spoils of war
Let us hear a humble soldier's thoughts
Straight out the pages of the past a
Tale throughout the ages lasts
Longer than a battalion slain like
A thousand blades of grass
From bounteous bays to mountain ranges
It's too late alas
You're out of range, about to break
No mount or blade could rein it back
A fatal trap
An axe stuck in a stranger's back
No hesitating hazarding a guess
Endangers Satan's wrack
You're praying for the day that you
Could say you're safe at last
But first you must remain tenacious
And face a sustained attack
Your encampment cannot stay intact
It'll be razed and stacked
By wave after wave after wave of faces masked
That invade in packs plagues of
Rats after table scraps
'Til the only fact you know for
Sure is that this fable slaps
The state of battle incubates all
Manner of shameful acts
But in it's absence civilised
Society just may collapse
It could happen in a few
Decades or just today perhaps
And it won't wait to ask what you
Make of that just stating facts
A mighty empire has risen and thus must fall
Before a dozen lords
A hundred banners and a thousand swords
Heed another humble soldier's thoughts
I'm the bringer of the force
Another slinger of the swords
If we out here talking factions I
Rep kingdom of the Nords this is my town
If I catch a Khergit they get torched
I'm the real wolf around here ain't
No worth in bringing yours
I clearly break my enemies
No fear of taking friends from me
I ain't got no time for that
I'm here to shape my destiny
So if you try and stop me then
The light is what you'll never see
I'll have to gift your head to
King Ragnar as a centerpiece
We real ravens not the people
To feel safe with
Deal hatred but we put work
In to build greatness
Strength is got us an infantry
Real dangerous
Archers giving us bodies we will paint with
This is what it came to
I'm medieval as they make you
I'm the piece of puzzle that you
Need to fit to play through
Surrender ain't an option there ain't
Anything we can't do
So meet me on the front line
Before you meet the angels
A mighty empire has risen and thus must fall
Still they hold the fort in hope
The dust settles just as before
Stirring another humble soldier's thoughts
One of the first moors, torch the city walls
With a curved sword
All praises do swore my first born
Born for the war, let the herd swarm
Kill 'em all let the blood soak the ground
'til the earth's warm
Shook them to the Earth's core
Before they saw the horses
They heard the roar
Blood on the lips of a herbivore
Calling for their lord in a
Language you never heard before
No soul will reach heaven's doors
Our orders are burn them all
Furthermore, cut their head off
Never let the serpent crawl
Furnaces light the night sky
Igniting the urban sprawl
Church and school, herb and
Jewels, curtain closed, curtain call
Sword stab, sword slash, horizontal, vertical
No motion is wasted all
Formation is purposeful
Death comes for all of us but you
Going to see her first of all
And there's fates worse than her
I know you heard before
And once you're dead you'll see
The worst of all
A mighty empire has risen and thus must fall
Without foundations nations crumble
To rubbled walls
Til all that's left are echoes
Of a soldier's thoughts
In it's shadow
Rival kingdoms battle for the spoils of war
Let us hear a humble soldier's thoughts
Straight out the pages of the past a
Tale throughout the ages lasts
Longer than a battalion slain like
A thousand blades of grass
From bounteous bays to mountain ranges
It's too late alas
You're out of range, about to break
No mount or blade could rein it back
A fatal trap
An axe stuck in a stranger's back
No hesitating hazarding a guess
Endangers Satan's wrack
You're praying for the day that you
Could say you're safe at last
But first you must remain tenacious
And face a sustained attack
Your encampment cannot stay intact
It'll be razed and stacked
By wave after wave after wave of faces masked
That invade in packs plagues of
Rats after table scraps
'Til the only fact you know for
Sure is that this fable slaps
The state of battle incubates all
Manner of shameful acts
But in it's absence civilised
Society just may collapse
It could happen in a few
Decades or just today perhaps
And it won't wait to ask what you
Make of that just stating facts
A mighty empire has risen and thus must fall
Before a dozen lords
A hundred banners and a thousand swords
Heed another humble soldier's thoughts
I'm the bringer of the force
Another slinger of the swords
If we out here talking factions I
Rep kingdom of the Nords this is my town
If I catch a Khergit they get torched
I'm the real wolf around here ain't
No worth in bringing yours
I clearly break my enemies
No fear of taking friends from me
I ain't got no time for that
I'm here to shape my destiny
So if you try and stop me then
The light is what you'll never see
I'll have to gift your head to
King Ragnar as a centerpiece
We real ravens not the people
To feel safe with
Deal hatred but we put work
In to build greatness
Strength is got us an infantry
Real dangerous
Archers giving us bodies we will paint with
This is what it came to
I'm medieval as they make you
I'm the piece of puzzle that you
Need to fit to play through
Surrender ain't an option there ain't
Anything we can't do
So meet me on the front line
Before you meet the angels
A mighty empire has risen and thus must fall
Still they hold the fort in hope
The dust settles just as before
Stirring another humble soldier's thoughts
One of the first moors, torch the city walls
With a curved sword
All praises do swore my first born
Born for the war, let the herd swarm
Kill 'em all let the blood soak the ground
'til the earth's warm
Shook them to the Earth's core
Before they saw the horses
They heard the roar
Blood on the lips of a herbivore
Calling for their lord in a
Language you never heard before
No soul will reach heaven's doors
Our orders are burn them all
Furthermore, cut their head off
Never let the serpent crawl
Furnaces light the night sky
Igniting the urban sprawl
Church and school, herb and
Jewels, curtain closed, curtain call
Sword stab, sword slash, horizontal, vertical
No motion is wasted all
Formation is purposeful
Death comes for all of us but you
Going to see her first of all
And there's fates worse than her
I know you heard before
And once you're dead you'll see
The worst of all
A mighty empire has risen and thus must fall
Without foundations nations crumble
To rubbled walls
Til all that's left are echoes
Of a soldier's thoughts