A Serious Business
Chorus:
It’s a serious business - strike and parry,
A serious business - no time to tarry,
To strike your enemy full and fast,
To gain the strength to win at last.
It’s a serious business - death and dying,
A serious business - no time for crying,
The warrior’s trick is to survive,
The warrior’s trick is to stay alive.
Tarma of the Shin’a’in,
She will teach you how to begin,
First with axe and then with sword
To kill the demon horde.
Chopping wood will bid your strength
Teach you how to fill your rank.
All alone the splintered wood
Too soon will turn to blood.
(Chorus)
Strike and guard and strike again,
Battle through the wind and rain.
Training with the cunning blade,
Do you dream of a midnight raid?
Thrust you with stick and dirk
Leave a gash upon the cheek.
Stealth and cunning are your friends
Unto the bloody end.
(Chorus)
Now has gone the little girl
In her safe little world.
She is grown and never weak,
She won’t turn the other cheek.
Let the mage with all his might
Come and challenge her to fight,
With his throat streaming red -
Join the army of the dead.
(Chorus)
