Warhorns of Summer
by Verrix
Reid Sisson, (c) 2003

Out of the depths of winter, when the cold wind bites like steel
Come a hardened host of warriors, with the war-drake on their shields
And every year we follow, where their horns lead, high and bright
To stand beside and with them in the green fields of the fight

REFRAIN:
And it's hie to the warhorn, and hie for the Midrealm
From the shores of the Inner Seas to the hills of Dragonsmark
May your shields never falter, may your spears never waver
And may the warhorns of summer find you waiting for the call

When we warriors come a-marching through the roselight of the morn
We greet the gentle wind on whom our song is born
Now it stirs the tree-tops singing overhead where they us dome
May it lift our voices ringing to the heights of heaven's home
(Refrain)

As we travel on and onward through the beauty of the day
We greet the rising sun that shines on us today
Grant us valor with thy vision, that sees all from high above
Judge us for what we fight for, for honor and for love
(Refrain)

Around our starry campfires in the dark and lonely hour
We mind our loved ones sleeping in the breast of our home's bower
Their grace, their love, their beauty our weary spirits do renew
For glory, yes, we fight for. Yet we fight for their love, too
(Refrain)

Our courage will not falter, nor our temper break or bend
Though the ghosts of ancient sorrows cry vengeance on the wind
Let us greet our valiant foemen who honor us this day
Without their might and prowess our own would fade away
(Refrain)

Should we not return this summer, if on the wall you see our blaze
Among the trophy banner-flags and the flags of elder days
Tell our friends we died in battle, and of our deaths to feel no shame
For we fell with glory in our grasp, and on our lips our loved ones' names
(Refrain)