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Across the Shields
Torche Lyrics


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Harsh men hang their own kind
Soothsayer flings a dull knife
Send all your kingdom's gold
And favor the keeper's soul

I am your armor

Impaling every born knight
Raiding
Pierced the hole right
Send all your kingdom's gold
And favor the keeper's soul

I am your armor

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Torche's song 'Across the Shields' are quite enigmatic and draw the listener into a world of medieval warfare and intrigue. The opening line "Harsh men hang their own kind" suggests a harsh and unforgiving world where loyalty can be a double-edged sword. The "Soothsayer flings a dull knife" could be interpreted as an omen of doom, a warning to those who are not vigilant.


The next two lines, "Send all your kingdom's gold and favor the keeper's soul / I am your armor", suggest that the singer is somehow involved in the politics of the kingdom. Perhaps they are a hired mercenary, selling their services to the highest bidder. They are the "armor" that protects the kingdom, but at a cost. The kingdom must pay in both money and favors to keep the singer on their side.


The final lines of the song, "Impaling every born knight / Raiding / Pierced the hole right / Send all your kingdom's gold / And favor the keeper's soul / I am your armor" suggest that the singer may not be as noble as they first appeared. They are willing to impale even the born knights, raid the kingdom, and take whatever they want. The ultimate message of the song may be that in a world of violence and power, no one can truly be trusted, and even the noblest of heroes can be corrupted.


Line by Line Meaning

Harsh men hang their own kind
Cruel people turn against their own kind


Soothsayer flings a dull knife
A person who predicts the future does nothing helpful


Send all your kingdom's gold
Give away all your riches


And favor the keeper's soul
Show kindness and support towards a person in charge


I am your armor
I will protect you


Impaling every born knight
Defeating every worthy opponent


Raiding
Plundering


Pierced the hole right
Struck the target accurately


I am your armor
I will protect you




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Steve Brooks, Rick Smith, Juan Montoya, Jonathan Nuñez

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