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I'm two days into Reika building my defensive line There's this guy, let's call him Robin, says move back east of the Khozime. But it doesn't really sit with me quite right Backwater Savages can't match Felderian Might So I just keep thoughtlessly throwing soldiers into the front lines in the middle of the night.
I wake up under fire and I wake up fully drenched And I wake just in time to see a Dragoon in my trench See I don't like fighting them, but must obey or raise their ire, so I just send my men over the wire fed into machine gun fire.
If our King could see that we are living in a hell, he’d probably make things worse because we’re living way too well. If we need ammo, or we need food, we just get told we must make good. I tell myself, I say the thing, “We fight this war, it’s for our King”
We tend to forget… our empire is quite old… Maybe those Backwater Savages are better than we’re told…
I'm two days into Reika and I know I've crossed the line Because this Drow that we call Masdrin will be in Gatham in no time
Our soldiers think we’re crazy, our men still lay right where they fell Cuz when the slave waves got wiped out they sent the troops to die as well
I’m just two days into Reika and our front lines are destroyed The Backwater Savages from Emberstone are hell once they’re deployed. There’s so much land we need to take, but they won’t budge a step Mistwood is so far away it’s easy to forget
That we were helping allies and they ended their war We could have ended ours as well but King Brynn wanted more
I try to lead them honestly, this nation puts us through hell. If I’ve done wrong, or I’ve done right, we’re going over the damned wire tonight.
They said “Give up,” I said “Okay,” I think we might yet live today To survive this war, we’ll go their way.
And the one thing… that’s important.. Above everything else Is to learn not to laugh when Emberstone comes to call
I try, believe me when I say If we cross to them we may live another day We’ll be fine, we’ll get time, we’ll get time
Just two days, two days, into Reika
I try to see it, honestly, this war's a living hell If I've done wrong, or I've done right, I need to rest after each fight They said “Retreat”, I said “Alright”, I think I won't, I maybe might I probably should just take it slow But battles rage, and I must go The one thing that's important above everything else Is to learn not to trust Italy when the war drums start to swell
I try believe it when I say If it's meant to happen, it'll happen anyway I'll be fine, I've got time, I've got time That's where I'm at, to be honest Just two days, two days into Belgium