Sword in hand, he conquers man;
Shield on arm, he's safe from harm;
Plate on breast, he needs not rest.
Fearless! Fearless!

Blood on blade, thru more he'll wade;
Shattered shield, he does not yield;
Broken plate, he'll not abate.
Fearless! Fearless!

Badly stun, he still doth run;
Bleeding wild, his rage still mild;
Sorely hurt, he shows his worth.
Fearless! Fearless!

Broken bone? Stands strong as stone;
Riddled Lung? War cry still sung;
Severed flesh? Still blows he'll catch;
Fearless! Fearless!

Still standing, for fear of landing;
And he dies, eyes to the skies;
Falling down, he's earned renown!
Fearless! Fearless!


Translated from Orc, after the battle of Dregin's Pass. 
The Orcs praised the lone warrior who held them back. 
The town of Dregin was saved that day, 
for the Orcs would not violate that which the nameless warrior fought so greatly to protect.

Copyright 2006 Joey Curry