Laga, Ragalor — Are You Well?

Raise The Cup
Shout The Name
Tell Us What You Conquered
Tell Us Again
I Crossed Black Water Hunting For A Name
Returned With Banners, Bruises, Blood, And Fame
I Spoke Of Broken Walls And Battles Won
They Struck The Tables, Roaring Every Time
They Wanted Numbers How Many
Had I Faced
They Wanted Scars
How Deeply
Had They Marked
A Hall Full Of Strangers
Knew All I Had Done