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manowar - a warrior's prayer mmxiv كلمات الأغنية

“grandfather, tell me a story.”
“oh, all right, go and get your storybook.”
“no, no, not one of those. a real story!”
“a real story?”
“yes! tell me about when you were a boy!”
“well, then, i shall have to take you back with me, a long way in time…”

it was my thirteenth year on a cold winter’s day. as i walked through the enchanted forest, i could hear the sound of horses and men at arms
i felt compelled to walk on and find the place of these sounds
and when the forest did clear i was standing on a hill. before me the armies of the world, standing, waiting. i thought to myself, ‘for whom or what are they waiting?’
suddenly a gust of wind came up from the north. there appeared a lone rider, holding a sword of steel
then from the south came another, bearing a battle ax
from the east came a third, holding a spiked club, and finally, from the west, a rider who wielded a great hammer of war
with them came their soldiers of death, followed by an army of immortals
they were few in number, but the look in their eyes told all who beheld them that they would leave this place only in victory or death
and there was a great silence…
my heart began to pound, storm clouds filled the sky with darkness, and the four winds blew with such anger that i held fast to a tree
i watched the four riders raise their weapons into the air. without warning, screaming their war cry they led the attack. down to the battle they rode
they met the armies of the world with a mighty clash! i could feel the ground shake. the earth drank much blood that day
each of the four, was unto himself, a whirlwind of doom!

when the smoke did clear, many thousands were dead. there was much blood and gore
their bodies lay broken and scattered across the battlefield like brown leaves blown by the wind
and i saw the four ride together to the top of the hill, while below them the soldiers of death -ssembled
all those who would now swear allegiance to them
and the four spoke the words of the warriors prayer:

“gods of war i call you, my sword is by my side
i seek a life of honor, free from all false pride
i will crack the whip with a bold mighty hail
cover me with death if i should ever fail
glory, majesty, unity
hail, hail, hail.”

and as i stood and looked on, i heard the armies of the world hail them without end, and their voices of victory carried long and far throughout the land!

“well, that’s it. did you like the story?”
“yeah, it was great!”
“oh good, i’m glad. now off to bed with you.”
“grandfather?”
“yes?”
“who were those four men?”
“who were they? they were the metal kings!”

- manowar

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