Rite Of Conquest

I stand before the dawn
Looking o'er my foe's throngs
They've lost the vict'ry now
Their final hour

I have won the day, the war
I will have war no more

In the end, all I know
All I've done, the seeds I've sown

Raising arms I cry and scream
When will I again be free

I am not the strongest
Bled and fought the longest
I've done the Rite of Conqeust

I have nothing
Left to nothing