Morrowind Mod:Tamriel Rebuilt/Blood Beat

A beat.

The beat of the war drum,

The beat of heavy boots,

The beat of the heart,

Waiting for fate.

Glass sunlight,

Unyielding and cold,

Glinting and dancing

Across a metal sea.

The first wave breaks

The first blood falls

The first screams add

To the cacophony of noise.

Breakers leap—horses rear

Threats of thunder—cries of war.

Lightning shards?

Swords twist fatal dances.

Swords clash

And spears flash

The axe rends

Through heartblood.

Heat of hate

Heat of battle

Heat of blood

Steaming in the grass.

The fight for the field

Yields then charges

Back and forth

Pendulum of victory and defeat.

Second wave sweeps

Third wave struggles

Fourth wave brings

Fear and courage.

Bugle calls.

Hoards break from place.

Waves draw away

Shore prepares for final battle.

Heroes step forward,

Cowards run back,

The army thins,

The final struggle has come.

Fierce and determined,

Out slash silver weapons

Shields are thrown up

Bodies twist to avoid

Down comes the resistance

Up swarms the advance.

Walls crack,

Fortress falls.

Old flag is ripped down.

A new one flies in place.

Cheers block out

The groans of the wounded.

Army dissipates

Silence settles, cold and dead.

Black fly the carrion birds,

The smoke of corpse fires

Final sword is sheathed.

Final gasp is given.

Heads drop, others rear.

Last words are said.