[Intro] GRAKH! MOR’GHA! Twelve orc'ens beneath one sky, twelve black banners riding high. Twelve strong blades, twelve hearts of stone, twelve orc'ens marching home as one. [Verse 1] We marched beneath red moon light, iron in hand, torches bright. The horns was loud, the ground was red, I watched my brother orcs move ahead. I held the line. I did my part. Shield in fist. Iron heart. Then fire crossed open plain— I fought until there came no flame. [Short Refrain] Gor nam. Gor skar. Vrak khar, brudrak ur ghor. [Verse 2] Commander said we must not turn, so we stood still and watched it burn. I broke their gate. I broke their wall. I heard my brother orcs when they fall. I counted heads when battle ceased. I counted once. Then twice. At least. The fire was gone. The field was bare. I looked for twelve. There was not one orc there. [Refrain] I was supposed - bring them home. I was supposed - guard the stone. I was supposed - lead the way. Now I got only dead orc's names. [Instrumental] At night I hear the old war-song. I hear their boots when I walk long. I see their faces in the flame, and every face still calls my name. I do not know where dead orc go. I only know they left me so. The war is done. The banners fall. But in my head, they march through all. I WAS THEIR SHIELD. I WAS THEIR WALL. I WAS SUPPOSED BRING THEM HOME. I WAS SUPPOSED LEAD THEM HOME. I FAILED. THE WAR IS DONE! WHERE ARE MY BROTHER ORCS?! GRAKH! MOR’GHA! [Final Refrain] Twelve orc'ens beneath one sky, now eleven shadows cross my mind. No marching feet. No voices call. Just one old orc who counts them all. I counted twelve when battle came. I count twelve every morning. Still can't find the twelfth one. ...Wait. That one Orc, was me.
