Upon The Morn ft. Stan Notte Lyrics

The ghostly sky, the waves that crash the shore

Dark silhouettes that play upon my dreams

But in my mind, I found a way

Through the darkest times I prayed

Let the light of new born hope dawn the day

As I stand here right now, and faith rekindles anew

I stop and I think of what next I should do

Where once fear had reigned

Courage springs so intense

I look at my men, then stare with intent

"Chaos and pain, they are nothing to you!

Glory awaits for us, the steadfast, the true!"

And the drums they sound

As the arrows flew

The soldiers charge

With the swords they drew

Neath the moon, and the eerie cold twilight

Flames that haunt the night

Fires burning, banners torn

Death comes upon the morn

Death comes upon the morn

Death comes and how we mourn

The rays of sun, the birds that break the day

Fallen friends that lie in rest eternally

We speak the old cliché

"A great victory!" we say

Our countless, silent dead, the price to pay

We tell our grand tales, the heroic acts of our brave

And criticize our foes, their vile deeds so depraved

It's all – "We are the good, they are the bad"

They – always wrong

We – always right

But the sunrise this morning, it has shed a new light

And I see oh so clearly, that for all we condemn

That emblems and flags are the only way we differ from them

And the drums they sound

As the arrows flew

The soldiers charge

With the swords they drew

Neath the moon, and the eerie cold twilight

Flames that haunt the night

Fires burning, banners torn

Death comes upon the morn

Emblems and flags, the only way we differ from them

Emblems and flags, the only way we differ from them

Emblems and flags, the only way we differ from them