(Verse 1)

The wind howls fierce across the moor, a chill upon my face

Another battle fought and won, another bloody space

I sheath my sword, the steel is cold, the echo rings so true

But victories won on fields of red, leave questions burning through.

(Chorus)

Oh, the future calls, a misty shore, where shadows dance and gleam

Will glory fade, the legend end, and only be a dream?

Will peace descend upon the land, and heal the wounds of war?

Or will the darkness rise again, to knock upon our door?

(Verse 2)

I’ve seen the faces of the slain, their eyes devoid of light

I’ve heard the cries of widows weep, throughout the lonely night

I’ve sworn to serve with honor bright, and keep the realm secure

But even oaths are broken, friend, when shadows reappear.

(Bridge)

The bards will sing of deeds of old, of heroes bold and free

But I am just a mortal man, with flaws for all to see

I yearn for hearth and family, a life beneath the sun

But duty binds me to this path, until the fighting's done.

(Verse 3)

I pray the children born this year, will know a gentler age

Where laughter rings, and flowers bloom, on history's bloody page

I hope my sword can pave the way, for fields of golden grain

And that my name, though sung in songs, won't be a cause of pain.

(Chorus)

Oh, the future calls, a misty shore, where shadows dance and gleam

Will glory fade, the legend end, and only be a dream?

Will peace descend upon the land, and heal the wounds of war?

Or will the darkness rise again, to knock upon our door?

(Outro)

So I will stand, a watchful guard, until my dying breath

And pray the future holds more light, than vengeance and than death.

The future calls, the future waits, and I must answer true.

The future calls... what will we do?