The Warriors Prayer
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Grand Father, Tell Me A Story!
All Right, Go And Get Your Storybook
No, No, Not One Of Those, A Real Story
A Real Story?
Yes! Tell Me About When You Were A Boy.
Well, Then, I Shall Have To Take You Back
With Me, A Long Way In Time
It Was My Thirteenth Year On A Cold Winter's
Day, As I Walked Through The Enchanted Forest,
I Heard The Sounds Of Horses And Men At Arms.
I Felt Compelled To Walk On And Find The Place
Of These Sounds. And When The Forest Did Clear
I Was Standing On A Hill. Before Me There Was
A Great Plane, Atoned The Armies Of The World,
Standing, Waiting. I Thought To Myself, For
Whom Or For What Are They Waiting ?
Suddenly A Gust Of Wind Come Up From The North
There Appeared A Lone Rider, Holding A Sword Of
Steel. Then From The South Came Another, Bearing
A Battle Axe. From The East Came A Third,
Holding A Spiked Club, And Finally, From The
West A Rider Who Wielded A Great Hammer Of War.
With Them Came Their Soldiers Of Death, Followed
By An Army Of Immortals. They Were Few In
Number, But The Look In Their Eyes Told All
Who Beheld Them That They Would Leave This
Day Only In Victory Or Death. And There Was
A Great Silence

My Heart Began To Pound, Storm Clouds Filled
The Sky With Darkness. Rain Came And Four
Winds Blew With Such Anger That I Held Fast To
A Tree. I Watched The Four Riders Raise Their
Weapons Into The Air. Without Warning, Screaming
Their War Cry They Led The Attack. Down To The
Battle They Ride. They Met The Armies Of The
World With A Mighty Clash! I Could Feel The
Ground shake, The Earth Drank Much Blood That Day.
Each Of The Four, Was Into Himself A Whirlwind
Of Doom

When The Smoke Did Clear, Many Thousands Were
Dead. There Was Much Blood And Gore. Their
Bodies Lay Broken And Scattered Across The
Battle Field, Like Brown Leaves Blown By The
Wind. And I Saw The For Ride Together To The
Top Of The Hill, While Below Them The Soldiers
Of Death Assembled All Those Who Would Now
Swear Allegiance To Them.

And The Four Spoke The Words Of The
Warriors Prayer.

Gods Of War I Call You, My Sword Is By My Side.
I Seek A Life Of Honor Free From All False Pride.
I Will Crack The Whip With A Bold Mighty Hail.
Cover Me With Death If I Should Ever Fail.
Glory, Majesty, Unity - Hail, Hail, Hail

And As I Stood And Looked On, I Heard The Armies
Of The World Hail Them Without End, And Their
Voices Of Victory Carried Long And Fat Throughout
The Land!

Well, That's It. Did You Like The Story?
Yeah, It Was Great!
Oh, Good, I'm Glad. Now Off To Bed With You.
Grandfather?
Yes?




Who Were Those Four Men?
Who Were They? They Were The Metal Kings

Overall Meaning

The Warrior's Prayer is a powerful song that tells the story of a grandfather telling his grandson a tale of his youth, in which he witnessed a battle between four legendary warriors and armies from all over the world. The grandfather tells the story vividly, with imagery of a cold winter's day, the enchanted forest, and stormy skies. He describes the four warriors, each wielding a different weapon and followed by soldiers of death and immortals, and how they led an attack against the armies of the world. He even includes the words of the warrior's prayer, which invoke the gods of war and pledge loyalty and honor in battle.


The song is a celebration of heavy metal culture and the values associated with it, such as bravery, loyalty, and honor in battle. It speaks to the idea of a warrior's spirit and the willingness to fight for what one believes in, even if it means facing death. The chorus of "Glory, Majesty, Unity - Hail, Hail, Hail" reinforces this idea of unity and brotherhood among heavy metal fans and warriors.


Line by Line Meaning

Grand Father, Tell Me A Story!
A request to listen to a real story from a grandfather.


All Right, Go And Get Your Storybook
An initial suggestion to get a storybook rather than telling a real story.


No, No, Not One Of Those, A Real Story
Insistence on hearing a real story instead of a storybook.


A Real Story?
Questioning the authenticity of the story being told.


Yes! Tell Me About When You Were A Boy.
Confirming the request for a true story about the grandfather's life.


Well, Then, I Shall Have To Take You Back With Me, A Long Way In Time
Agreeing to tell a story from the grandfather's past which would mean revisiting a distant time.


It Was My Thirteenth Year On A Cold Winter's Day, As I Walked Through The Enchanted Forest, I Heard The Sounds Of Horses And Men At Arms.
The grandfather recalls being a boy walking through a forest when he heard sounds of horses and armed men.


I Felt Compelled To Walk On And Find The Place Of These Sounds. And When The Forest Did Clear I Was Standing On A Hill. Before Me There Was A Great Plane, Atoned The Armies Of The World, Standing, Waiting. I Thought To Myself, For Whom Or For What Are They Waiting ?
Following the sounds led the grandfather to a field where many armies had assembled, leaving him curious about their purpose.


Suddenly A Gust Of Wind Come Up From The North There Appeared A Lone Rider, Holding A Sword Of Steel. Then From The South Came Another, Bearing A Battle Axe. From The East Came A Third, Holding A Spiked Club, And Finally, From The West A Rider Who Wielded A Great Hammer Of War.
Four riders wielding different weapons appeared from all directions accompanied by armies of death and immortals, indicating that war was about to begin.


With Them Came Their Soldiers Of Death, Followed By An Army Of Immortals. They Were Few In Number, But The Look In Their Eyes Told All Who Beheld Them That They Would Leave This Day Only In Victory Or Death. And There Was A Great Silence
The armies of death and immortals were a small but confident force, which intimidated those who witnessed them.


My Heart Began To Pound, Storm Clouds Filled The Sky With Darkness. Rain Came And Four Winds Blew With Such Anger That I Held Fast To A Tree. I Watched The Four Riders Raise Their Weapons Into The Air. Without Warning, Screaming Their War Cry They Led The Attack. Down To The Battle They Ride. They Met The Armies Of The World With A Mighty Clash! I Could Feel The Ground shake, The Earth Drank Much Blood That Day.
The grandfather recalls the terrifying moment when the four riders led their armies to attack the other armies in a sudden, violent clash.


Each Of The Four, Was Into Himself A Whirlwind Of Doom
The four riders were each a whirlwind of destruction and doom.


When The Smoke Did Clear, Many Thousands Were Dead. There Was Much Blood And Gore. Their Bodies Lay Broken And Scattered Across The Battle Field, Like Brown Leaves Blown By The Wind.
The aftermath of the battle left many dead, with their bodies scattered and broken like leaves.


And I Saw The For Ride Together To The Top Of The Hill, While Below Them The Soldiers Of Death Assembled All Those Who Would Now Swear Allegiance To Them.
After the battle, the four riders went to the top of a hill while the army of death assembled new followers.


And The Four Spoke The Words Of The Warriors Prayer.
The four riders spoke the words of the Warriors Prayer, a declaration of their dedication and honor as warriors.


Gods Of War I Call You, My Sword Is By My Side. I Seek A Life Of Honor Free From All False Pride. I Will Crack The Whip With A Bold Mighty Hail. Cover Me With Death If I Should Ever Fail. Glory, Majesty, Unity - Hail, Hail, Hail
The Warriors Prayer is a call to the Gods of War, an expression of the warrior's desire for an honorable life free from pride, and a willingness to die rather than fail. It ends with a hail to glory, majesty, and unity.


And As I Stood And Looked On, I Heard The Armies Of The World Hail Them Without End, And Their Voices Of Victory Carried Long And Fat Throughout The Land!
The grandfather witnessed the armies of the world hailing the four riders and their victory echoing throughout the land.


Well, That's It. Did You Like The Story?
The grandfather finishes telling the story and asks if the listener enjoyed it.


Yeah, It Was Great!
The listener enjoyed the story.


Oh, Good, I'm Glad. Now Off To Bed With You.
The grandfather is happy the listener enjoyed the story and tells them it's time for bed.


Grandfather?
The listener asks the grandfather a question.


Yes?
The grandfather responds to the listener's question.


Who Were Those Four Men?
The listener asks who the four riders were.


Who Were They? They Were The Metal Kings
The grandfather reveals that the four riders were known as the Metal Kings.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JOEY DEMAIO

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