This castle in the mist
we ride on to find in ruins
Shattered pillars, wrapped in ivy
mark the graves of the loved ones

They were brave, they were thoughtless
They blazed on, with their swords drawn

This broken kind
this broken kind
this broken kind of beautiful

They danced on through the night
The attackers lay in wait
Courageous ones showed no sign
of the fear creeping at the gate

They were lost, they were hopeful
Young ones at the ready

This broken kind
this broken kind
this broken kind of beautiful

Battle drums
Beating sun
Red rivers mark the field they once played in
Final stand
Shaking hands
hold each other for the last time

We're a broken kind
a broken kind
a broken kind of beautiful