Clans Carve The Way

Some speak of a warrior who conquered the east
Brought many kings to their knees
With swords and axes at his side
All came to know his armies cries.

To the south they built a wall, set in stone a thousand feet tall
Manned by archers night and day, the cowards hide from the horde
The clans begin to carve their way, to put them to the sword
It will all come to an end when you hear the Mongol's call.

Traitors lie in our midst at every turn
Rebels to the Khan
We'll leave their villages ravaged and burned
The Khan calls out to bring down the wall!

Some speak of a warrior who conquered the east
Brought many kings to their knees
With swords and axes at his side
All came to know his armies cries.

We men of the north
Do not accept, the likes of you
And your kind.

They will bow to us
When we ride for the south
Four black banners we will fly
Beneath the eternal sky.

To the south they built a wall, set in stone a thousand feet tall
Manned by archers night and day, the cowards hide from the horde
The clans begin to carve their way, to put them to the sword
It will all come to an end when you hear the Mongol's call.