Quest For The Last Son
Bullseye
On that day, surviving was a gift
We landed on a bloody shore
Saw my brave allies claiming for their lives
The stench of death consuming my senses
Amidst so many war casualties
Heard men calling my name
A desperate search, a noble mission
The quest for the last son
These are the brothers I've got left
And I won't abandon them in this place
These are the brothers that remain
Tell them I'm not coming back
Messengers of a dark burden
Told me I should come back
As a trophy, a last of a kind
Thank you Lord, but this is where I belong
Amidst so many war casualties
Heard men calling my name
A desperate search, a noble mission
The quest for the last son
These are the brothers I've got left
And I won't abandon them in this place
These are the brothers that remain
Tell them I'm not coming back