Board Thread:Custom Lore Development/@comment-26535281-20160305202130

Kor Deintu

'We are the army and our foes are foes of the kor.'

'the enemy is a hero equal to none in glory and victory.'

'the men who follow are great warriors who do not fear death.'

'Even though they are brave enough to fight Razgriz still the kor will not pardon their resistance.'

'Those who have crossed the kor never live.'

'Until our enemy is dead, forwards, forwards, one and all!'

'Unsheathing our swords like a shattered gem, we must march onwards, preparing for death!'

'It has been custom in this land, Korish men have protected like their very souls.'

'The blade has been made obsolete in the restoration.'

'But now it comes back, so let friend and foe.'

'Die under the blade, and for those with the warriors pride.'

'For now is the time to die, do not bring shame through delay.'

'Until our enemy is dead, forwards, forwards, one and all!'

'Unsheathing our swords like a shattered gem, we must march onwards, preparing for death!'

This song was the Battotai imperial march put to a korish twist.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-kBQ6lHKTEc

Kinrito astu

'The desert march, stepping on sand.'

'We can't even tell road from gully.'

'The horse are beaten, but we can't leave them.'

'Just what is this place? it's all enemy country.'

'Oh well, if we breath a little bravery.'

'I'll only ask for a little; a few glasses of wine'

'Dried fish that won't cook because our half-boiled meals.'

'It's not long before we're living half boiled days.'

'For this heat can't be endured, a bonfire.'

'It burns our backs, it chaps our lips!'

'Putting on a bitter face, a skillful speech.'

'The 'sour' thing here is a cup of wine.'

'The clothes we wear are our carefree beds.'

'We cover under our cloaks on knapsack pillows.'

'With the cold of the shade, the heat is bearable.'

'But still we are burning our backs.'

'In feet that won't tire, there are dreams.'

'That the moon peaks into, coldly.'

'Because we came here offering our lives.'

'With a death resolution, even as we charge shouting.'

'If the fortunes of war so wish, we must die in battle.'

'Donated padded clothes, entwined in duty.'

'Slowly, slowly, fasten upon our necks.'

'Anyhow, the intention wasn't to let us return alive.'

This is Yuki no Shingun originally a song about soldiers freezing to death to one about men dying in the desert sand

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6d-28nn_gpA 