The fighting looks hopeless
Started to give way
But our skills they lacked
Let your arrows rain
This ancient tactic was conceived
By our ancestors, the battle of Carrhae
Pull back the forces
Let them trail behind
A changing of courses
The dirt and ash leaves them blind
The Parthian Shot
The Parthian Shot
With drawn bows and twisted backs
Keep moving onward they've met their match
Racing forward at visceral speeds
And when we let loose may death rain upon you
Descending from the sky
With enemies riding close behind
This ancient tactic, bait and retreat
The sounds of the splitting air confirming your defeat
Waves
Of death
Rain
Upon your head
Dread
Consuming all that's left
Splitting of skulls as you look around
AS soon as our arrows came crashing down
Oozing sacks of lost life
The Parthian Shot has won us the fight
