The Glorious Burden

A desperate situation Forced to retaliation The task ahead a burden Men will suffer, that’s for certain We’ll charge into the fire The cause, we must inspire We raise our fists to tyranny A high price, freedom is not free The odds are stacked against us But with our resolve relentless And arrogance their weakness Our cause is just, we won’t be beaten Upon this declaration Will come a brand new nation Where men are seen as equal Governed by and for the people (So we make our stand and pray) (On this declaration day) For independence I will fight With liberty I will defy (So we make our stand and pray) (On this declaration day) Give me liberty or give me death I’ll fight till my last breath With virtue as our beacon Our cause is charged as treason Battle worn and starving Through the hell of war we’ll keep marching The birth of our new nation An act of desperation We’ll force King George down to his knees Capitulation (So we make our stand and pray) (On this declaration day) For independence I will fight With liberty I will defy (So we make our stand and pray) (On this declaration day) Give me liberty or give me death I’ll fight till my last breath (So we make our stand and pray) (On this declaration day) For independence I will fight With liberty I will defy (So we make our stand and pray) (On this declaration day) Give me liberty or give me death I’ll fight till my last breath...

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025

Another day just like any other Out of the blue it turned to horror How could they? Why would they? The innocent suffered hell’s inferno A senseless act that goes unforgotten How could they? They will pay When the eagle cries – blood will fall When the eagle cries – for freedom’s fight When the eagle cries – we love her so When the eagle cries – we will sacrifice When the eagle cries Out of the ashes came a tempting vengeance But we are focused, we seek redemption We are free We’ll stay free All they’ve done is make us stronger The sleeping giant is asleep no longer If need be We’ll die free When the eagle cries – blood will fall When the eagle cries – for freedom’s fight When the eagle cries – we love her so When the eagle cries – we will sacrifice When the eagle cries When the eagle cries – blood will fall When the eagle cries – for freedom’s fight When the eagle cries – we love her so When the eagle cries – we will sacrifice When the eagle cries – the fall that made us stronger When the eagle cries – we will sacrifice Freedom’s fight When the eagle cries – we love her so When the eagle cries – we will sacrifice When the eagle cries

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025

He’s ruled them for twenty years and ravaged as their king Conquest burns in his eyes And ice shoots through his veins The leader’s new ambitions lie further to the west The empire that he seeks The father to the rest Attila wants to take his place like an impetuous son To make the entire world bow to the kingdom of the Huns Alliance has been made With many other clans Frank and Vandal forces Held within his hand And by Attila’s hand it’s said His brother met with death To make his rule his legacy He did his awful best Ethele and Etzell – by many names he’s known But Scourge of God is the one that rings the darkest tone Hell awaits behind Gaul’s gates The Romans stand only to fall They will die by his sword The barbarian lord Attila, his victory call Path of fire and plunder Cities burn and crumble Attila’s fate beckons He will come to conquer (Archers stand at ready) (Centurions all together) (Keep to your lines) (And the Mongol’s sure to falter) We will surely break them We will overtake them Fight till our deaths Or the Christian’s devastation (They won’t overthrow us) (God will stand before us) (Show us the path) (To the Hun’s destruction) Sing to the sky, the battle cries to propagate their fear As terror is the weapon drawn When battle has drawn near And so the conflict is at hand The gauntlet has been thrown Contempt for the Christian reign This poison seed has sown And if by chance all is lost Cut down by Roman steel We’ll suffer not, as others have Broken mind nor broken will Hell awaits behind Gaul’s gates The Romans stand only to fall They will die by his sword The barbarian lord Attila, his victory call Hell awaits behind Gaul’s gates The Romans stand only to fall They will die by his sword The barbarian lord Attila, his victory call

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025

The son of a major, Prussian nobleman His name bestowed by a holy Roman The war broke out, and looked to the air 24 hours of training he was there 100 miles an hour Top speed his plane would fly And if he flew behind you You know you’re sure to die 80 kills and all confirmed While other pilots had so much more to learn Red baron, blue max The albatross flies high Red baron, blue max He’s got you in his sights! The red battle flyer, red like fire He sees no faces, the ace of aces! His British quarry flew a reckless flight A shot from the ground took the Red Baron’s life He flew with honor, he flew with pride In 1918 the battle flyer died Red Baron, blue max The albatross flies high Red Baron, blue max He’s got you in his sights!

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025

Emptiness, consuming me Head in hands, I can hardly speak Looking for solitude Lost in humanity True knowledge leads to suffering A constant quest, an endless dream Searching for inner peace Hidden so deep in me Don’t wanna be a hollow man Ain’t gonna be the hollow man Don’t wanna be a hollow man Ain’t gonna be the hollow man Sadness comes knocking constantly Filling up my eyes for all to see Peace will come some day I pray that it finds a way Darkness caressing my mind and soul My spirit’s rejecting, I’m feeling whole Emptiness goes away Fills with the light of day Don’t wanna be a hollow man Ain’t gonna be the hollow man Don’t wanna be a hollow man Ain’t gonna be the hollow man I rise up like the phoenix From the ashes of an older way With wisdom gained, I sail away, I turn away Hollow man find yourself some other prey Don’t wanna be a hollow man Ain’t gonna be the hollow man Don’t wanna be a hollow man Ain’t gonna be the hollow man

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 24, 2025

Usher in the rally cries Revolution’s here again The emperor’s bonds are broken As free he shall remain Escape, through narrow, was demand While his reign remained in view This fight for France, ‘till bitter end He must see it through Coalition forms of many lands Against Napoleon, west to east The dogs of war will take to arms And soon will be unleashed Prussian, Russian and Austrian All follow British lead At allies’ helm is Wellington Who must make his foe concede? Foreshadowed man of destiny Soon you will be forced to see Nations aligning against you Marking the time your reign is through (And you will see your hundred days come to an end) Foreshadowed man of destiny Soon you will be forced to see Nations aligning against you Marking the time your reign is through (It lies before you, fate shall befall you) Quickly, the allies gather force Near the Franco-Belgian line While 124,000 French March there in double time As the battle begins Napoleon springs his audacious plan He’ll attack them on two fronts Splitting up his warring band As the Prussians sound retreat Behind they leave 12,000 slain Most of their force is still intact And will live to fight again Wellington, who felt the loss of 5,000 men Would feel more under cannon fire Bombardment from the French Foreshadowed man of destiny Soon you will be forced to see Nations aligning against you Marking the time your reign is through (And you will see your hundred days come to an end) Foreshadowed man of destiny Soon you will be forced to see Nations aligning against you Marking the time your reign is through (It lies before you, fate shall befall you) Of all the wars I have waged To propel my nations might For this I’ll be remembered From now ‘till the end of time If to the victor go the spoils I may die an impoverished man For in the end, irony Has dealt the cruelest hand The French force was swift and sure But their attack would be repelled And though their center battered The Anglo-Dutch line would be held As fate or skill would have it An army moves from the east The Prussians who slipped through his hands Would soon spell his defeat French lines now all broken And being open to attack The emperor has no choice And the old guard pulls him back 45,000 wounded or dead When the fight was finally through On a three mile square of battlefield Near a town named Waterloo Foreshadowed man of destiny Soon you will be forced to see (of destiny!) Nations aligning against you Marking the time your reign is through (And you will see your hundred days come to an end) Foreshadowed man of destiny Soon you will be forced to see (the tragedy!) Nations aligning against you Marking the time your reign is through (It lies before you, fate shall befall you)

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025

[July 1st, 1863] In July, eighteen sixty-three A nation torn in tragedy A trick of fate, two great armies merge Gods of war at Gettysburg Devastation lies ahead Fifty thousand bodies litter the land Hell rages three full days The Reaper sows And there’s a devil to pay! The pressure’s on and the Reb’s attack The yanks must hold, they can’t fall back Just two brigades, two thousand strong Against twenty thousand they can’t hold long General Reynolds makes his way Expect no mercy from the iron brigade Until he shows they’re on their own But Buford’s men have a will of stone Bayonets gleam in the morning sun Smoke and fire belching from their guns Another volley and again they strike Thousands more coming down Chambersburg Pike (This tragedy and what it brings) (All the devastation) The Reaper has his way (Men will kill, blood will spill) (To preserve the nation) There’s the devil to pay (This tragedy and what it brings) (All the devastation) The Reaper has his way (Men will kill, blood will spill) (To preserve the nation) There’s the devil to pay South of town down the Emmitsburg Road The first corps are starting to show For Buford’s men they’re here just in time The desperate need to strengthen their line Bodies dropping, the blue and the grey Muskets fire and cannons blaze The Union fights, defending the town But they’re outnumbered and losing ground From the north and the west more rebels arrive Thousands more and the fight multiplies McPherson Ridge and the black hats strike A rebel sharpshooter takes Reynolds’s life (This tragedy and what it brings) (All the devastation) The Reaper has his way (Men will kill, blood will spill) (To preserve the nation) There’s the devil to pay (This tragedy and what it brings) (All the devastation) The Reaper has his way (Men will kill, blood will spill) (To preserve the nation) There’s the devil to pay Attack, attack! General Lee gives command They’re overwhelmed, the situation demands The federals retreat and rush out of town But they are fortified and saved the high ground Day ends in victory for the south Lee’s as convinced as God’s will is profound They are invincible and their cause is just But Longstreet is cautious and lacking in trust Across the way the Union digs in The round tops, Cemetery Ridge and out to Culp’s Hill The lines are strong, no denying they’ll stay When the confederates strike there’ll be the devil to pay (This tragedy and what it brings) (All the devastation) The Reaper has his way (Men will kill, blood will spill) (To preserve the nation) There’s the devil to pay (This tragedy and what it brings) (All the devastation) The Reaper has his way (Men will kill, blood will spill) (To preserve the nation) There’s the devil to pay (This tragedy and what it brings) (All the devastation) The Reaper has his way (Men will kill, blood will spill) (To preserve the nation) There’s the devil to pay (This tragedy and what it brings) (All the devastation) The Reaper has his way (Men will kill, blood will spill) (To preserve the nation) There’s the devil to pay

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025

[July 2nd, 1863] Just a mile or so away Lives my dearest friend in this world He wears the blue and I the grey And God, it hurts me so Last time we were together I grabbed his hand and I pledged If I ever draw my sword on you May the good Lord strike me dead The Union flank’s in trouble To the round top on the double A bad decision, insubordination Exposed our line in a dangerous way The burden lies upon us Surrender is not an option We are the flank and if we break The Union crumbles, we could lose the war Down below the carnage The rebels charging onward Push the slaughter forward The Peach Orchard Through the wheat field and Devil’s Den The valor of the Texans and Alabama’s best men They’re unrelenting and devastating The last full measure of devotion’s clear (We know what we’re made of) (When up against all odds, we hold our line) (For the cause that we so love) (We must hold at all cost) (We know what we’re made of) (When our nation needs us) (We’ll stay the course for the Union we so love) (We must hold at all cost) Wave after wave they’re coming Their power must be waning We’re out of ammo, we can’t fall back, no One desperate measure, a means to end On their next wave we charge them There is no other option Disconcert them, force submission On my command, fix bayonets (We know what we’re made of) (When up against all odds, we hold our line) (For the cause that we so love) (We must hold at all cost) (We know what we’re made of) (When our nation needs us) (We’ll stay the course for the Union we so love) (We must hold at all cost) (We know what we’re made of) the burden lies with us (When up against all odds, we hold our line) we can’t fail (For the cause that we so love) (We must hold at all cost) (We know what we’re made of) with courage in our hearts (When our nation needs us) we won’t fail (We’ll stay the course for the Union we so love) (We must hold at all cost)

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 24, 2025

[July 3rd, 1863] [1. Cannonade/Intro] [Instrumental] [2. The Burden of Command] [Lee:] It was very close, yesterday I thought for sure, they would break But this attack, that I have planned A massive strike across open land In the center, they will break (will they break?) But plan it well, everything’s at stake We’ll hit ‘em hard, not a silent gun Before the infantry’s begun Execute it well, we risk everything It’s in God’s hands now [Longstreet:] General Lee, I must tell you straight I believe this attack will fail No fifteen thousand men ever made Will overtake that ridge today A mile charge over open ground With Yankee cannon gunning us down [Lee:] We do our duty, we do what we must And in my plan, you will trust (thousands die) Execute it well, we risk everything (on this day) It’s in God’s hands now [3. The Last Full Measure] The rebel cannon break the silence One hundred fifty guns make up their cannonade They must destroy the Union Center Before the infantry can launch their grand assault The Yankees are returning fire (The Earth shakes violently) In Washington D.C. Lincoln feels the earth shake What happens here this day The fate of this nation In the balance it will hang Consumed with the pain The courage of the blue The valor of the grey So very sad but true Consumed with the pain The Virginians are the chosen In wait behind the trees on Seminary Ridge Longstreet’s slow to give the orders The lines emerged a mile, fifteen thousand men The charge begins in all its grandeur (To the copse of trees) For many of these men they know it is their last The slaughter now ensues Bodies fall like rain They valiantly pursue Yet doomed to remain At the double quick they charge The canister rips through them To the mouth of hell they march Glory, the only gain [4. Charge!] [Armistead:] We’re almost there my boys I’ve never served with finer We must push forward boys And bayonet the Yankee tyrants To the copse of trees we charge To crush the Union Center And when they turn and run An open road leads us to freedom [5. The Melee] [Lee:] It’s over now we are retreating I never thought that we’d be beaten All this blood is on my hands The thousands dead due to my plan I am responsible, all of it is my fault I thought us invincible Is this God’s will, after all? I look across this blood soaked land All this blood is on my hands God forgive me, please forgive me It’s all my fault! The blood is on my hands!

A warrior down to the depths of my soul I terrorize – evil that’s out of control (On land, in the air, at sea) On danger I feed My war paint – the last thing my enemies see Their teeth and their ears are trophies for me (On land, in the air, at sea) I’ll be where the metal meets the meat Oh! Greenface Oh! Greenface (On land, in the air, at sea) I’ll be where the metal meets the meat Lagoons deep in jungles are home to me Nor desert nor mountains, they can’t hide from me (On land, in the air, at sea) I’ll be where the metal meets the meat Oh! Greenface Oh! Greenface

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 24, 2025