Composed, performed, produced by Bob Forbes.
Lyrics
Ash on the collars, with fire in smoldering eyes,
Marching through midnight under myth-made skies.
Steel drums hum a beat that passes through their veins,
Carved into leather are the letters of names.
We are the soldiers of lore, raise the banner high,
Sing the spirits to life, let the old flags fly.
Carrying the thunder of tales many of you forgot,
Hammer out the memories of the world we fought.
Glimmering in armor, with swords of yesterday,
Broken kings and the winners buried in the fray.
Screaming yells are written ledger, fists reminisce design,
Turning dust to legend, one legend at a time.
We are the soldiers of lore, raise the banner high,
Sing the spirits to life, let the old flags fly.
Carrying the thunder of tales many of you forgot,
Hammer out the memories of the world we fought.
We are the soldiers of lore, raise the banner high,
Sing the spirits to life, let the old flags fly.
Carrying the thunder of tales many of you forgot,
Hammer out the memories of the world we fought.
Copyright 2025; Bob Forbes
