Story of the shovah
The shovah
The blood of the holy
Sacred and pure
Slayers of slayers
This are we sure
Minds of the pure ones
Purer than gold
The body tis a prison
But a bag of bones
The zeal burns within us
The destiny we foresee
The chosen can hinder it
One sword, one shield
We are who we are
Righteus of right
Thus are we the slave
Yet are we the knight
Defenders of light
Slayers of dark
Wicked ones we seek
Thus who we strike
Weapons of the soul
The sword and shield
This is who we are
The army of zeal
We strive for the cause
Yet but a ray of hope
Alas if we fail
Condemned to the killers rope
The stench of corruption
Wicked spear of decay
Tis why we must win
So destruction will delay
Our struggle is great
What a burden to bear
From the sea of souls
The eternal cryes we hear
Masters of masters
Of sword and shield
The holy champion undivided
Tis the commander of zeal
The creation
In the beginning of beginnings
Before the flux of time
Chaos and disorder
Before the brethren of mine
From chaos came order
From order came laws
Beginning and end
And time between all
The wheel began to spin
Thus the creation of kin
Council of the first ones
Of hope and sin
Worlds were created
Worlds were destroyed
Nay many souls
Went into the void of voids
Then it became
From within it appeared
it became our shepherd
For it we feared
In captivity it held us
For creations to come
Then our time came
The time as one
The burning zeal were created
Commanded by five
Our power we lend them
The power of strife
The battle of battles
We were not to loose
In front of the evil one
The five he choose
Sins of sins
Tis what it did
Itself and the chosen
Alas it got rid
Last of the last ones
Reborn in flesh
To battle the battle
No more, no less
O´shovah Gilgamesh the everflame
Commander of the burning zeal
Leader of the shovah
Agreed!
Hmmmm ....
