The Broken Song of Darksteel

The black-iron blade cuts through life and death, love and hate, yet can never sever the ties of mortal life;

The armor that guards our land protects our home and country, protects all living beings, yet cannot shield our entire family from becoming bones in the dust.

But even if the blade breaks and the armor shatters, we, the people, will still use our flesh and blood as a wall and our convictions as a blade, guarding this mortal world and yielding not an inch!