Last Words (Ruin's Ride)

I was holding my saddle as the moon rose in the sky We will answer the call for aid and we ride out tonight Some say it isn't our fight and I myself have a wife and son at home For what business has my blade With the beasts at the white city's gates But I will ride to ruin Death calls and I shake my spear In its grinning face I will ride on to world's end Even if it means that I'll never see you again But who will answer our own call Once all are gone and we stand alone Shall I die then at my own hearth With my son in my arms Though it pierces my heart to say I must fight and die far away I pray the axe won't fall So we must heed the call So I will ride to ruin Death calls and I answer With death of my own I will ride on to world's end Even if it means that I'll never see you again As the black host stretches endlessly before us I feel my spear grip loosen, along with my resolve I think of the stretching plains of home And your face before them I think then of our boy Would that I could see him mount a steed himself If you raise him as a rider, as I know you shall He'll understand why I make my last charge Here, on this My final day I ride into ruin Death calls to take me home I ride unto my world's end Against the dark