In this chest there beats a heart
That breaks with every knell.
These scars just cannot hide the pain
With each toll from that bell.
I send them off to fight again
On Karsite's border war
To face the fires that scream with pain
Because of sun priests' lore.
Armed only with true knowledge
They've won in every spar
But when they are forced into whites
I wish I could do more.
No one looks to blame me;
The statue with a sword.
But each night new losses close me in,
As I pray to my Sunlord.
Vkandis, end the killings,
The senseless sacrifice.
Free now my two countries,
Please help me end this vise.
But each morn I then awaken,
To the tolling of the bell
And though I train with steady hand,
I fight off my own hell.