Not Theirs to Take

You want our world? Then face what war has made of us. My shield is split, my knuckles bleed; I'm still the wall my people need. Let giants learn what flesh can do - I take the blow that won't reach you. I go where marching armies fail; A drop of venom tips the scale. No songs will name the knife you need; The dark has taught me where kings bleed. Hold the line! Let the heavens break! This is our world - not theirs to take! Thirteen paths, one oath to keep - We stand so someone else can sleep! Azeroth, hear the vow we make: This is our world - not theirs to take! Fangs at my side, no chain between; We stalk the paths no map has seen. One mark, one breath, one arrow flown - The wild has never fought alone. I fold the miles; I turn the tide When walls collapse and towers fall, I'll carve a doorway through it all. I've seen the righteous lose their way, Their golden armor hide decay. The Light I bear is not a throne - It means you never bleed alone. I mend your wounds with threads of light; I walk where whispers swallow sight. The Void keeps calling out my name - I take its power, not its chain. Hold the line! Let the heavens break! This is our world - not theirs to take! Thirteen paths, one oath to keep - We stand so someone else can sleep! Azeroth, hear the vow we make: This is our world - not theirs to take! I do not own the storm I call; I ask, and thunder shakes the wall. My totems hum; the waters climb - The earth still speaks. There is still time. I wear the claw, the bark, the wing; Beneath the ash, I guard the spring. Let moonfire answer axe and blade - The Dream remembers every glade. An open palm can shatter steel; The hand that strikes can also heal. I raise my cup; let hatred cease - My fiercest fight is keeping peace. You curse my craft, but need its flame; The thing I summon knows my name. Each pact leaves less of me to save - It serves my will. I am no slave. Hold the line! Let the heavens break! This is our world - not theirs to take! Thirteen paths, one oath to keep - We stand so someone else can sleep! My runeblade served a tyrant's will; The ones I slaughtered haunt me still. The dead now rise at my command - But I decide for whom I stand. I gave my eyes, but not my sight; I stole their fire to end their blight. A demon claws beneath my skin - I am the cage that keeps it in. Five dragonflights beneath my scales; I breathe new strength when courage fails. They forged a weapon, taught it war - I choose what I am fighting for. I do not trust the fire you wield. But I have seen whom you would shield. We need not share a god or throne To swear you will not stand alone. Hold the line! Let the heavens break! This is our world - not theirs to take! Thirteen paths, one oath to keep - We stand so someone else can sleep! Azeroth, hear the vow we make: This is our world - not theirs to take! Not theirs to take. Not while we stand. Not theirs to take.