The Last Ride Of The Merkits

Galloping hard across rocky slopes
The enemy camp lies ahead
We look death in the eyes
Fearless warriors ride.

The scouts return with the count
Thousands of men to die
We ride hard for the attack
Under the night black.

The last ride of the Merkits
Shall not be in vain
The enemy lies within our midst
Unworthy of the Khan's reign.

Torches set fire to the land
As their camp breaks
The smell of death fills the sky
Calvary arrows fly!

The last ride of the Merkits
Shall not be in vain
The enemy lies within our midst
Unworthy of the Khan's reign.

Where are you? My warrior, my protector
Gone with our bravest of men
Will I ever see you again?

Though I may never return, I will die by my...

Cavalry
Sing across the steppes!
We Ride
Towards our deaths.

Their blood paints the land
with tales of our battle
All of this land shall obey the Khan
those who don't shall face the horde!

Cavalry
Sing across the steppes!
We Ride
Towards our deaths!

Reinforcements! Fight to your very last breath, for you will find no mercy here today!

They close in around us
Spears at our throats
We lived our lives with honour
Today we'll die the same.

Their clan rides circles
and yet we stand proud
they outnumber us
but still we hold our ground.

We came across these rocky slopes
The enemy camp lay in ruin
We looked death in the eyes
The warriors spirit will never die!

The last ride of the Merkits
Shall not be in vain
The enemy lies within our midst
Unworthy of the Khan's reign.

And as our enemy made the approach
we knew today would be our last
we faced the onslaught not with fear, but with pride
We had lived our lives with honour and today we'd die the same.