Discography:
1. DoomSword (1999)
2. Resound the Horn (2002)
3. Let Battle Commence (2003)
4. My Name Will Live On (2007)
5. The Eternal Battle (2011)
Current line-up:
Deathmaster - Vocals
Matteo "The Autarch" Carnio - Guitars
Gianluca "The Ancient" Silvi - Guitars
Christian "Nidhoggr" Grillo - Bass
WrathLord - Drums
For Those Who Died With Sword In Hand
DoomSword Lyrics
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The last time should be a desperate deed
I will mire my blood with sand,
The steel is now in me this cold blade
That gives me death
And all I see is the blood
From my wounds,
Blinding me,
Should grant me the glory I sought
For my breed shall proclaim
How glorious was their elder one,
This is my end
I proudly mix my blood with sand...
No! Do not crave for those
Who died with sword in hand,
I look to my land this one,
The last time should be a desperatate deed
I will mix my blood with sand
My battle ends here
Every one witnessed I had no fear
With honour I fought
Don't cry for those who died this way,
The death which I will have
Should grant me the glory I sought
For my breed shall proclaim
How glorious was their elder one,
This is my end
I proudly mix my blood with sand,
No! Do not crave for those
Who died with sword in hand.
The lyrics of DoomSword's "For Those Who Died With Sword In Hand" portray a warrior's final moments as he prepares for his imminent death. He looks to his land for the last time and acknowledges that his act will be a desperate one. The warrior is ready to sacrifice his own blood and life for the glory of his breed, so he mires his blood with sand while clutching on to a cold blade, representing his impending death. He sees blood seeping from his wounds, which soon blurs his vision and blinds him. Despite his pain, he believes that he will achieve the glory that he sought. He wishes that his breed will remember him as their elder one, who fought with bravery and honor until his very last breath.
The song is a tribute to the warriors who died with a sword in hand. It conveys the message that their sacrifices should be cherished, but it also advises not to crave for their return. The lyrics represent how warriors in the past were willing to die for the glory of their land and people. In a way, the song reflects the honor and courage that were the core values of the warriors of the past.
Line by Line Meaning
I look to my land this one,
In this moment, I gaze upon my homeland with a heavy heart
The last time should be a desperate deed
This will be my final mission, a desperate and dire act
I will mire my blood with sand,
As I fall in battle, my blood will mix with the sand beneath me
The steel is now in me this cold blade
I now embody the steel within this cold blade
That gives me death
That will ultimately bring about my demise
And all I see is the blood
My vision is clouded by the blood flowing from my wounds
From my wounds,
The wounds inflicted upon my body
Blinding me,
Causing me to lose sight
The death which I will have
The death that awaits me
Should grant me the glory I sought
I hope that my death will bring me the honor that I sought in life
For my breed shall proclaim
My people will proclaim
How glorious was their elder one,
The greatness of their elder warrior
This is my end
I have reached my conclusion
I proudly mix my blood with sand...
I will proudly mix my blood with the sand beneath me
No! Do not crave for those
Do not desire to join the ranks of
Who died with sword in hand,
Those who met their end with a sword in hand
My battle ends here
My fight ends now
Every one witnessed I had no fear
Everyone saw that I fought without fear
With honour I fought
I fought with honor
Don't cry for those who died this way,
Do not mourn those who met the same fate as me
The death which I will have
The death that awaits me
Should grant me the glory I sought
I hope that my death will bring me the honor that I sought in life
For my breed shall proclaim
My people will proclaim
How glorious was their elder one,
The greatness of their elder warrior
This is my end
I have reached my conclusion
I proudly mix my blood with sand,
I will proudly mix my blood with the sand beneath me
No! Do not crave for those
Do not desire to join the ranks of
Who died with sword in hand.
Those who met their end with a sword in hand.
Contributed by Annabelle S. Suggest a correction in the comments below.