Video de The End Of A Dark Campaign

I've been hit! Oh My God! Oh My God!
The ground burst and cold soaks my shirt. Send word!
The claret river forms at my boots with a flash and rain of dirt
I've been met for the hundredth time. Call the medic
This wound's meant to cripple! Run!
The red crest on his head and a choice off his lips
He sat never once fazed. While I'm open and spilling!
Is this the end? Am I a sheep for the slaughter?
Am I just a sheep for the slaughter? Oh, no!
Oh death, must you reap one more?
Oh death, must you reap one more?
Medic! I've been hit! Oh my God! Oh my God!
The ground burst and cold....send word!
The claret river forms and pools over my head
And for a moment I'm submerged in the lake
A spark's birth could not be heard
All night the thunder of war raged and it finally seemed as if I had met the eye
Each fight more lost than won I walk away with one trophy
A thousand scars on my own chest, only to realize nowhere else was I hit
But then was with Your grip gloved by mercy
I was wrenched back to the storm!
Lay dead or charge the line!
Lay dead or charge the line!
Lay dead...
Another patch won't do!
Another patch won't!
Cut it from my chest
And begin this run