Our Ancestors
Attelvs - Our Ancestors
Through ash and time return to dust,
Through blood and fire reborn through us,
From mighty men thou doth descend,
With bloodlines that shalt never end.
Their legacy is you and I;
Their blood a burden borne with pride,
For we have now great shoes to fill,
And sacred blood we must let spill.
We are all of Europe’s family tree,
With branches cut but never lost,
You are the living progeny,
Of noble men who paid the cost.
Born of brave men without peer,
To bear the Standard, thrust the spear,
To plunge the axe and raise the shield,
To hold the line and never yield.
Sobbing mothers send their sons,
To do and die in battle’s way,
Grieving widows mourn their bonds,
So you can stand alive today.
Carry banners, drawing swords,
Sing their stories ever more,
And ask yourself what you would do,
While our ancestors are watching you.
~ By ATELLV