From Shadow to Substance - The 319

Three hundred and nineteen soldiers
Coming for you
All mounted on horses
Eyes red and true
Our blades are sharpened
We're gonna cut through you
And take back what you stole from us
Stole from us

And we will take no prisoners
And we will show no quarter

Three hundred and nineteen warriors
Who all fear God
We flank the five armies
We smite these dogs
With vision keen
With drawn swords broad
Unto Hobah they're slaughtered
The angels applaud

We will take no prisoners
And we will show no quarter

And we took no prisoners
And we gave no quarter
We took back our daughters
And our sons and young mothers
We took back our plunder
And we took back our treasure
Unto the last man slaughtered
All five kings were butchered

Written by:
Brock Smith

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