The Battle of Flintrock – A Tragic Ballad [Verse 1] In the shadow of Flintrock where cold winds weep Two armies gathered, their silence deep Banners rose bright in the reddening sky For kings and their crowns they would bleed and die The fields burned red as the pale dawn came With iron in heart and honor in name Brothers in spirit before blades were drawn Bound now to fight till the last light was gone [Chorus] Oh Flintrock, Flintrock, where brave men fell A kingdom’s pride and a sorrowful knell Not foes but mirrors in armor they stand Yet kings made them enemies across the same land [Verse 2] From northern hills came the iron-clad line Oaths forged in frost and faith in the sign From southern vales rode banners of gold Young hearts chasing stories of glory untold The rulers looked down from their distant halls Two lions too proud to answer the calls While far on the field where the red grass lay The soldiers would pay for the words kings say [Chorus] Oh Flintrock, Flintrock, where brave men fell A kingdom’s pride and a sorrowful knell Not foes but mirrors in armor they stand Yet kings made them enemies across the same land [Bridge] The sun climbed high through the smoke and the flame The rivers ran dark with the cost of their name And there in the dust where the wounded lay They saw in each other the price they must pay A northern knight clasped a southern hand Two dying men in a shattered land “No greater foe sits here today— The throne stands far while we fade away.” [Chorus] Oh Flintrock, Flintrock, where brave men fell A kingdom’s pride and a sorrowful knell Not foes but mirrors in armor they stand Yet kings made them enemies across the same land [Outro] When silence returned and the ravens flew low No victor remained on the blood-soaked row The kings rode home with their pride the same But Flintrock remembers the cost of their name [Final Chorus] Oh Flintrock, Flintrock, remember them well The sons of two kingdoms who silently fell Not enemies truly, though banners were drawn Just brothers who fought till the last light was gone
Song 16
The Battle of Flintrock
A sorrowful tale of two armies from the same people who slaughtered one another at Flintrock for the pride of their kings.