I fought the battle but all it did was lead me here
Caught up in the moment that I realized I'd been
Fighting for the wrong team

The kind that's lead by kings
Who only wish to see their schemes
Come to fruition and nothing more
Sacrifice them all and leave them dying on the floor
Perched high on their thrones we're left as ash and bone
Another victory for the king of woe
Lo and behold, now call to arms spread his plague
Burn the land and dig their graves

When you're high I am low caught up in the undertow
If there's a chance to see the sun I'd give it all
Rising up, rise again I know this can't be the end
If there's a chance to see the sun I'd give it all

We tear the life from them and paint the sky a fearsome shade of
Crimson red once my blade has been drawn there is no longer
Hope for those who dare oppose the king of woe
By now they know just how far he will go to claim what's rightfully
His until the bitter end

This is the price we paid, chivalry is dead