Hammerhead - Rare Bird

The horses rear, the banners wave

The skies foresee the fearless rage of war

Their heads held high the knights await

For the sun to shed its light upon the moor

Wipe the sleep from out your eyes

The sun begins to climb the sky today

Ten thousand men will fight

For king and god and all that’s right today

The Hammerhead has thrust his sword

The strife is o’er, the battle won again

And now his bloody work is done

The women rush to greet their lord and men

Wipe the sleep from out your eyes

The sun begins to climb the skies today

Ten thousand men have fought

For Hammerhead that noble lord today